Nostradamus (Justin Hayward) Bb / / / ......... Dm / / / / / / / % Do you ever get the feeling, that it's all coming true Do you ever get the feeling, that it's all coming true And it's all being realised by you And it's all being recognised by you Do you ever get the feeling, what was prophesised was true Do you ever get the feeling, Nostradamus told us true And it's all being witnessed now by you And it's all being witnessed now by you The faces of the children, in the artist's loving hands The waters of the oceans, and the rivers running dry Are all returning into sand It brings a tear to your eye The waters of the oceans, and the rivers running dry The faces of the children, in the artist's loving hands It brings a tear to your eye, don't let Terra die Go %(2) Are all returning into sand, slipped right through our hands Dm / / / ................ Do you ever get the feeling END