This is almost the same version of the song that is already on here, but the chords are
with all the lyrics.
Am7 F
Oh my God, look around this place,
C
Fingers reach around the bone,
Gsus G
You set the break, you set the tone,
Am7 F
Flights of grace, and future falls,
C Gsus G
In present pain, all fools say,
F C G F C G
Oh my God
Am7 F
Oh my God, why are we so afraid?
C
We make it worse when we don't bleed,
Gsus
There is no cure for our disease,
Am7 F
Turn a phrase, and rise again,
C Gsus G
Or fake your death, and only tell, your closest friends,
F C G F C G
Oh my God
Am7 F
Oh my God, can I complain?
C
You take away my firm belief
Gsus
And graft my soul upon your grief
Am7 F
Weddings, boats, and alibis,
C
All drift away
Gsus G
And a mother cries
(no chords played until indicated)
Liars and fools, sons and failures,
Theives will always say
F G
Lost and found, ailing wanderers,
C F
Healers always say
Am7 G
Whores and angels, men with problems,
C F
Leavers always say
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F G
Broken hearted, seperated,
C F
Orphans always say
Am7 G
War-creators, racial-haters,
C F
Preachers always say
F G
Distant fathers, fallen warriors,
C F
Givers always say
Am7 G
Pilgrim saints, lonely widows,
C F
Users always say
F G
Fearful mothers, watchful doubters,
C F
Saviors always say
Am7
Sometimes I cannot forgive
G
And these days mercy cuts so deep
C
If the world was how it should be
F
Maybe I could get some sleep
Am7
While I lay I dream we're better
G
Scales were gone and faces lighter
C
When we wake we hate our brother
F
We still move to hurt each other
(The chords for the rest of the song are as above)
Am7
Sometimes I can close my eyes
G
And all the fear that keeps me silent
C
Falls below my heavy breathing
F
What makes me so badly bent
Am7
We all have a chance to murder
G
We all feel the need for wonder
C
We still want to be reminded
F
That the pain is worth the thunder
Am7
Sometimes when I lose my grip
G
I wonder what to make of Heaven
C
All the times I thought to reach up
F
All the times I had to give up
Am7
Babies underneath their beds
G
Hospitals that cannot treat
C
All the wounds that money causes
F
All the comforts of cathedrals
Am7
All the cries of thirsty children
G
This is our inheritance
C
All the rage of watching mothers
F
This is our greatest offence
Am7
Oh my God, Oh my God,
Oh my God
