Capo 2

D  A  G

D
When I was a boy each week on Sunday
A
We would go to church and pay attention to 
G
The priest, he would read the
D
Holy word, and consecrate the holly bread
             A
And everyone would kneel and bow
           G
Today the only difference is
              D
Everything is holy now
Bm.       A
Everything, everything
              G
Everything is holy now
D    A    G
D
When I was in Sunday school
                 A
We would learn about the time
               G
Moses split the sea in two
              D
Jesus made the water wine
D
And I remember feeling sad
                     A
That miracles don't happen still
              G
But now I can't keep track
                   D
Cause everything's a miracle
        Bm     A
Everything, everything
          G
Everything's a miracle

A                    G
Wine from water is not so small
                   Em
But an even better magic trick
C                D
Is that anything is here at all
A                G
So the challenging thing becomes
                Em      C
Not to look for miracles
                      A
But finding where there isn't one

                 D
When holy waters rare at best
                 A
It barely wet my fingertips
                   G
But now I have to hold my breath
                    D
Like I'm swimming in a sea of it
                  D
It use to be a world half there
                     A
Heavens second rate hand me down
                           G
But I walk it with a reverent air
                  D
Cause everything is holy now
         Bm     A
Everything, everything
          G
Everything is holy now

A                 G
Read a questioning child's face
                  Em 
And say it's not a testament
C              D
That'd be very hard to say
A.             G
See another new morning come
                  Em      C
And say it's not a sacrament
                     A
I tell you that it can't be done

              D
This morning, outside I stood
                  A
And saw a little red winged bird
                G
Shining like a burning bush
                D
Singing like a scripture verse
                D
It made me want to bow my head
                   A
I remember when church let out
                      G
How things have changed since then
              D
Everything is holy now
         D
It used to be a world half there
                      A
Heavens second rate hand me down
                         G
But I walk it with a reverent air
                     D
Cause everything is holy now
        Bm     A
Everything, everything
          G
Everything is holy now