Paul Shapera - Annabels Lament

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Ghosts of dreams, ghosts of memory
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That will not leave or lay in quiet
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Ghosts that cry about the life
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You let go by

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Ghosts of pasts of little girls who
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Learned their math, grasped their facts
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Tried their best to reach success
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Just as they were asked

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The girl learns to hide, deep inside
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Of fractions and facts and worlds of math
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A long lonely land she can understand
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Annabelle in Numberland

                Bb
You could have been my angel
 F              Eb
Been my angel, been my angel and been with me
             Gm
Could have been my angel
F               Eb
Been my angel, been my angel and rescued me


[Interlude] Bb F Eb
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Ghosts of love you never knew, you
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Just construed like well penned plays
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Ghosts of scenes, embraces, things
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You only knew in dreamt up days

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Ghosts of frowns for little girls when
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Friends came round to waste her time
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Ghosts of creeds, rebukes received
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Children are not what achievers need

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Fractions and maths, sweet companions,
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Equations and facts who always stand
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By as you go your road alone
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Annabelle in Numberland

                Bb
You could have been my angel
 F              Eb
Been my angel, been my angel and been with me
            Gm
Could have been my angel
F               Eb
Been my angel, been my angel and rescued me


[Interlude] Bb F Eb
           Gm F Eb

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Ghosts of me, ghosts of who
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I could be and been with you
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Ghosts of dreams, of who you thought
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You'd one day be when you grew up

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Ghosts of breath, of little girls
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Who promised, stressed they'd be their best
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Ghosts of days that fade away
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As failure holds your hand til Death

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And deep in the place you escape where
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Theorems and thoughts your hopes and plans
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All are derailed and then you failed them
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Annabelle in Numberland

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Liquids and labs, fractions and facts,
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Is all you had, all that you understand
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And as you age, all that remains with
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Annabelle in Numberland

                Bb
You could have been my angel
F               Eb
Been my angel, been my angel and been with me
                Gm
You could have been my angel
F          Eb
My angel, been my angel and rescued me
Bb         F
My angel, my angel
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My angel and been with me
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My angel, my angel 


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