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
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