Mark Erelli - Mother of mysteries

Oh, I wish I believed, if ^Fonly for ^Cyou In a sweet ever after beyond the ^Gblue In an ^Ceternal father, who ^Fafter the ^Cfall He cast us all ^Amout of the ^Ggarden

But ^FI've found an Eden ^EmI can believe in ^FLeavened with ^Amnothing but ^Gtime

There is ^Fgrandeur in this view of ^Clife Where one becomes many through struggle and^G strife But the ^Cmother of mysteries is a^Fnother man's ^Ccall Why is there something instead of ^Gnothing at ^Amall ^CWhy is there something instead of ^Fnothing at ^Call

If the devil's own chaplain is ^Fleading the ^Cprayer From a book that's been written with sorrow and ^Gcare Then his ^Chand is indifferent, but it ^Fisn't un^Ckind No evil de^Amsign in his ^Gsermon

For ^FI hear a chorus of ^Emthose gone before us ^FScored upon ^Ampages of ^Gstone

There is ^Fgrandeur in this view of ^Clife Where one becomes many through struggle and^G strife But the ^Cmother of mysteries is a^Fnother man's ^Ccall Why is there something instead of ^Gnothing at ^Amall ^CWhy is there something instead of ^Gnothing at ^Fall_^Em__ ^{F G C G C}

Oh, what an utter desert is a ^Flife without ^Clove Would that your blessing alone was e^Gnough To ^Cabandon my doubt in the ^Fveil of your ^Ctears Oh, my dear, how the ^Amfabric has ^Gfallen

For ^FI've found an Eden ^EmI can believe in ^FFree from the ^Ammaster's de^Gsign

There is ^Fgrandeur in this view of ^Clife Where one becomes many through struggle and^G strife But the ^Cmother of mysteries is a^Fnother man's ^Ccall Why is there something instead of ^Gnothing at ^Amall Oh, ^Cwhy is there something instead of ^Gnothing at ^Call