Kevin Devine - Heaven bound glory be

^CA reporter in a jailroom, whispering her source to a ^Fdying bulb ^GWhile the prince is in a fable, peaceful in his cradle, ^Amconvinced of the^G impossibl^Fe: All those ^Dmwicked words I ^Gused to build my w^Cild Western ^Ftruth I was ^Dmjust following the ^Grules. Yeah, I ^Cdid what I had to ^Fdo. So now its ^Dmlater than it ^Cneeds to b^Ge And in the ^Emdulcet tones of d^Amrea^Gm The ^Fprince atop his chariot, ^GHeaven bound & glory be.

^CA mother in a market chases after children that she ^Fbarely knows ^GWhile the father on the barstool, dropped off by his carpool, is ^Amplaying a ^Gfamiliar ^Frole: I used to ^Dmbe a conquering ^Gking. I watched the ^Cslow stars shoot &a^Fmp; swing. When I'd ^Dmwake, the world would ^Gsing. Now, I ^Ccan't hear

anythin^Fg. So now its ^Dmlater than it needs to ^Gbe And while his ^Emstranger family ^Amsle^Geps ^FThe king looks for his castle, ^GHeaven bound & glory be.

^FThere's a myth we must've ^Gmade One we're s^Cpreading every^Am day In every ^Fdying dream we ^Ggrieve The humming^C hole we ^Gfight &^Am; feed ^FIt's the loving lives we long for ^GHeaven bound & glory be

^CA man in a hotel room, tangled to his teeth by the ^Ftelephone ^GHe's waiting on a woman, wondering what she's doing, and ^Ampacing so his ^Gpulse won't ^Fslow. He drums his l^Dmegs and pulls his ^Ghair; he carves her ^Cdimples in the ^Fair. The raging ^Dmworld has spooked him ^Gscared, and he ^Cdon't want her lost out ^Fthere. So now it's ^Dmlater than it n^Ceeds to ^Gbe And though his a^Emching eyes want s^Amlee^Gp Against a^Dmll rationali^Cty ^G Against ^Emeverything he bel^Amiev^Ges ^FHe prays for her protection, ^GHeaven bound & glo^Amry be. ^FHe prays for her protection, ^GHeaven bound & glooooooooo^Amory beeeeeeee. Ohhh And I^F pray for your protection, ^Gheaven bound and glor^Cy be