[ Предположительная тональность: D ] Word On a Wing- David Bowie B E F# B/F# F# B E F# B/F# F# B E F# B/F# F# In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams B E F# B/F# F# I don't need another change, still you forced away into my scheme of things B E F# B/F# F# You say we're growing, growing heart and soul B E F# B/F# F# In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams B E F# B/F# F# Sweet name, you're born once again for me B E F# B/F# F# Sweet name, you're born once again for me B E F# B/F# F# Oh sweet name, I call you again, you're born once again for me B E Just because I believe don't mean I don't think as well F# B/F# F# Don't have to question everything in heaven or hell Db Db7M Bbm Lord, I kneel and offer you my word on a wing F F7 A A7 And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things Dm E It's safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself C Dm D7 And I don't stand in my own light G D A G D Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing A G My prayer flies like a word on a wing D A G Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things? B E F# B/F# F# In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams B E F# B/F# F# Sweet name, you're born once again for me B E just as long as I can see, I'll never stop this vision flowing F# B/F# F# I look twice and you're still flowing B E F# B/F# F# Just as long as I can walk, I'll walk beside you, I'm alive in you B E F# Sweet name, you're born once again for me B/F# F# And I'm ready to shape the scheme of things G E7 Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things G E7 Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things G E7 Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things G E7 Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things F# Ooh, Ah Db Bbm Lord, I kneel and offer you my word on a wing F F7 A A7 And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things Dm E It's safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself C Dm F And I don't stand in my own light Oh Db Bbm Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing F F7 A A7 And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things Dm E It's safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself C Dm D7 And I don't stand in my own light G D A G Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing D A G My prayer flies like a word on a wing D A G G A/G Dsus4 D Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?