I dont know if these are they actual chords but they work for me...

BRINGING THE NEWS FROM NOWHERE
((Leon Rosselson)

  G                         c
  Some bring the news in a sermon on the mountain 
     G                         F
  and some bring the news in a blueprint or a bulletin 
        G                          F
  But I love those who come in the passion of a vision 
         g                        D
  Like a child with a gift like a friend with a question 
                     G           C
  William Morris was one, In a story in a song 
          g                            D
  In the patterns that he wove In the colours that he loved 
         c                              D
  In the hope that he gave..He brought the news from nowhere 
  
  
  Em                    c               Em
  In my minds eye I can see him still standing
             g            c            Am         D
  With his grey beard waving like the foam of the sea
             G           Em     C          D
  With his shaggy hair shaking and his clear eye shining
              c                  D (rpt for 2nd half)
  As he tells all who listen how different life could be

And he rages at the wealthy at their mutilated vision
Making money the measure of everything they do
And the ugliness that kills and the lives that are broken
On the wheels that turn for the profit of the few


He turned from his class and he made another journey
Though a river of fire and when he reached the other side
He joined the ones who had nothing the poor and the hungry
And their cause was his till the day that he died
For he saw that in them a spark lay hidden
And he saw that in them a hope still burned
For the great change coming when the shoddy rule of Mammon
would be shattered like a hulk that the storm has overturned

When our desires are free he said we will need no schools or prisons
No Parliaments or leaders to coerce us with their laws
No property or money to raise false divisions
And there may be an end to the endlessness of wars
And work will be a sharing and work will be a pleasure
When the things we make are born out of beauty and of need
In a world made whole we can all be creators
not winners and losers in the game of Grab and Greed

He took delight in seeing and looked with eyes of wonder
At the skin and the body and the beauty of the earth
We must cherish the fields the forests and the rivers
for if we defile our home what then will life be worth
And some there were who said he was just a dreamer
But his dreams danced on as the years turned to stone
And his dreams shimmer still like sunlight in winter
for a dream is a door to a world unknown

So honour to this man and honour to the dreamers
the other men and women whom the history books ignore
Who would not turn aside for honour and position
But held to the hope and the vision that they saw

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-Joe Offer-