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Key: Am
Chords: Am, C, F, G, C/B, Bb, Dm, G/D, G/B, C/A
Contributed by Mark Karan, Scott Fraser, and Eric Rutman
Any additional info would be appreciated
PREFORMAT
Am C F Am
G C F Am
Am C F Am
The other night my soul hit the pavement
G C F Am
And I looked up, and I didn't have eyes
Am C F Am
Oh to see the beauty, joy and the tenderness
G C C/B F
The reasons why a man's alive
Am C F Am
G C F Am
Am C F Am
Sometimes a darkness falls upon the spirit
G C F Am
And it gets dark like there ain't never been light
Bb F G Am
May be angels singing, but you don't want to hear it
Bb F G
That inner flame ain't burning so bright
Bb F
And you'll find no saints here
G Dm
When the going gets this rough
Bb F
But you may find grace
If you're lucky enough
Am C F Am
G C F Am
Am C F Am
Every love has a whole in the middle
G C F Am
Where the wickedness always survives
Am C F Am
Eats at your soul, maybe just a little
G C C/B F (hold)
Then it gets as big as the night
Am C F Am
Doesn't matter how much you show her
G C F Am
Sure don't matter what she's trying to show you
Bb F G Am
When you can't feel it, that love seems to scatter
Bb F G
And precious little gonna see you through
Bb F
And we're going on faith here
G G/D
And all of that kind of stuff
Bb F
And even grace
If we're lucky enough
Am C
There's a line you can hold
Bb (Bb F Bb) C
Through the separateness and sin
Am Bb
Open up your soul
G
And let the sky fall in
Am C F Am
G C F Am
Am C F Am
The deepest journeys pass through the wilderness
G C F Am
The desert where the burning question resides
Am C F Am
To taste the magic you must first suck the emptiness
G C G/B F (hold)
From a cup that is always dry
Am C F Am
Inside the silence, and total aridity
G C F Am
Where the horizon is a perfect line
Bb F G Am
Lies a drought that precedes the humidity
Bb F G
Of simple grace, that pours like wine
Bb F
And you'll find no saints here
G Dm
None of that kind of stuff
Bb F
But you may find grace
If you're lucky enough
Am C F Am
G C F Am
out jam:
Bb F G Dm
Bb F G Am (or C/A)
Bb F
Well you may find grace
