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| light cascading through the windows, all the rainbows' | light cascading through the windows, all the rainbows' | ||
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| Cm G# | Cm G# | ||
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| he has raised me from the pit and set me high | he has raised me from the pit and set me high | ||
| - | F Eb | + | F Cm |
| each morning new | each morning new | ||
| - | F | + | F |
| each day shot through | each day shot through | ||
| - | F | + | F |
| with all the sharp small shards of shrapnel | with all the sharp small shards of shrapnel | ||
| Cm G | Cm G | ||
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| he has fixed his sign in the skiy | he has fixed his sign in the skiy | ||
| he has raised me from the pit and he will set me high | he has raised me from the pit and he will set me high | ||
| + | |||
| + | Outro: | ||
| + | |||
| + | Cm G# Bb x3 | ||
| + | Cm G Cm | ||
| </ | </ | ||
| + | |||
| + | < | ||
| + | this song is easier played with a capo on 3rd fret and using these chords | ||
| + | |||
| + | Am C D | ||
| + | Am C D | ||
| + | D Am | ||
| + | D Am E E | ||
| + | |||
| + | Am | ||
| + | pulled off the highway in Missouri, lo our hearts were heavy laden | ||
| + | Am C D Am | ||
| + | made for the chapel with some spray paint for all the things we've held in secret | ||
| + | D Am | ||
| + | lord lift up these lifeless bones | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | light cascading through the windows, all the rainbows' | ||
| + | |||
| + | Am F | ||
| + | he has fixed his sign in the sky | ||
| + | Am E Am | ||
| + | he has raised me from the pit and set me high | ||
| + | |||
| + | left that place in ruin, drunk on the spirit and high on fumes | ||
| + | checked into a red roof inn, stayed up for several hours and then slept like infants | ||
| + | in the burning fuselage of my days | ||
| + | let my mouth be ever fresh with praise | ||
| + | |||
| + | he has fixed his sign in the sky | ||
| + | he has raised me from the pit and set me high | ||
| + | |||
| + | D | ||
| + | each morning new | ||
| + | D C Am | ||
| + | each day shot through | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | with all the sharp small shards of shrapnel | ||
| + | Am E | ||
| + | that seem to burst out of me and you | ||
| + | |||
| + | head down toward kansas, we will get there when we get there, don't you worry | ||
| + | feel bad about the things we do along the way, but not really that bad | ||
| + | |||
| + | we inhaled the frozen air | ||
| + | lord send me a mechanic | ||
| + | if i'm not beyond repair | ||
| + | |||
| + | he has fixed his sign in the sky | ||
| + | he has raised me from the pit and he will set me high | ||
| + | </ | ||
| + | |||
| + | < | ||
| + | Capo 1 | ||
| + | Intro: | ||
| + | Bm | ||
| + | |||
| + | Bm D E Bm | ||
| + | Pulled off the highway in Missouri and low our hearts were heavy laid | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | Made for the chapel with some spray paint for all the things we'd held in | ||
| + | Bm | ||
| + | secret | ||
| + | |||
| + | E Bm | ||
| + | Lord lift up these lifeless bones | ||
| + | | ||
| + | Light cascading through the windows all the rainbows heavy tones | ||
| + | |||
| + | |||
| + | Bm G | ||
| + | He has fixed his sign in the sky | ||
| + | Bm F# Bm | ||
| + | He has raised me from the pit and set me high | ||
| + | |||
| + | |||
| + | Bm D | ||
| + | Left that place in ruin, drunk on the Spirit and high on fumes | ||
| + | D E | ||
| + | Checked into a Red Roof in stayed up for several hours and then slept like | ||
| + | Bm | ||
| + | infants | ||
| + | |||
| + | | ||
| + | In the burning fuselage of my days | ||
| + | | ||
| + | Let my mouth be ever fresh with praise | ||
| + | |||
| + | |||
| + | Bm G | ||
| + | He has fixed his sign in the sky | ||
| + | Bm F# Bm | ||
| + | He has raised me from the pit and set me high | ||
| + | |||
| + | |||
| + | E Bm | ||
| + | Each morning new | ||
| + | E Bm | ||
| + | Each day shot through | ||
| + | E | ||
| + | With all the sharps small shards of shrapnel | ||
| + | Bm F# | ||
| + | that seem to burst of me and you | ||
| + | |||
| + | Bm | ||
| + | Head down towards kansas We will get there when we get there don't you worry | ||
| + | | ||
| + | Feel bad about the things we do along the way | ||
| + | Bm | ||
| + | But not really that bad | ||
| + | |||
| + | | ||
| + | We inhaled the frozen air | ||
| + | E Bm A F# | ||
| + | Lord send me a mechanic if I'm not beyond repair | ||
| + | |||
| + | Bm G | ||
| + | He has fixed his sign in the sky | ||
| + | Bm F# Bm | ||
| + | He has raised me from the pit and set me high | ||
| + | |||
| + | G A Bm X3 | ||
| + | F# Bm | ||
| + | </ | ||
| + | |||