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E5               F#5
Dear Believer, come sing me a song
F#5            B5          E5
Let the octave belong to the next
E5                      F#5
And lifting us soundly back into the world
F#5         B5                    E5
May we sing the Earth, Heaven's breath
E5               F#5
Murder murder, you haunt every bone
F#5           B5             E5
But the son you have grown still resists
E5             F#5
Anger anger, you're finally my bitch
F#5                     B5              B5   
Through glory of this, Heaven's breath.


[Chorus:]
       A5         E5
Paradise, has its hunter
          B5            B5
Call me blind, call me fool
          A5          E5
I don't mind chasing thunder
F#5                          A5             B5             E5
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do.


E5               F#5
Dear Believer, I've no cause to go on
F#5            B5          E5
Save for if you take my case
E5                                      F#5
See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child
F#5             B5        E5
But I let it all go to my waist
E5                      F#5
Now comfort's rooting pigs for my blood
F#5              B5          E5
To stick in my mud, a flag of white
E5                          F#5
Dear Believer, of fire and rebirth
F#5                     B5              B5   
May we shine the Earth, Heaven's light

[Chorus]

       A5         E5
Paradise, has its hunter
          B5            B5
Call me blind, call me fool
          A5          E5
I don't mind chasing thunder
F#5                          A5             B5             E5
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do.


[Bridge] 

C#5  B5   E5   F#5  E5   C#5   B5   

C#5  B5   E5   F#5  E5   C#5   B5    A5   E5


E5                   F#5
Dear Believer come sing us a song
F#5         B5      E5
Like we sang upon, younger days
E5                                      F#5
When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child
F#5                   B5          B5      
'For we let it all go to waste.


[Chorus:]
      A5         E5
Paradise, has its hunter
         B5            B5
Call me blind, call me fool
         A5          E5
I don't mind chasing thunder
F#5                         A5             B5          E5
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do.

[Bridge 2] 

C#5  B5   E5   F#5  E5   C#5   B5   

C#5  B5   E5   F#5  E5   C#5   B5    A5   E5    B5



F#5                         A5             B5             E5
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do
F#5                         A5             B5             E5
Maybe reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do
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