Misc Your Songs - Gas men - stacking it

^DmI went for a ^Ammidnight ^C7rid^C7sus4e on ^C7my ^Gbike with ^Fno lights a^Cnd I couldn’t ^Gsee. ^DmThe moon was a^Am sliver and ^C7thi^C7sus4ck mist^C7 from the ^Griver and the ^Fblack of the ^Croad set me ^Gfree

But ^FI got dis^Ctracted by ^Amsparkling f^Emields shining in^F the moo^Cnlight ^Ground me

And^F I reali^Csed who I ^Gam And^F I alway^Cs know wher^Ge I am

I missed a ^Dmbend in the r^Amoad , wen^C7t straight through ^Ga bush and^F headfirst ^Cinto a ^Gtree I lay there^Dm distracted fee^Amling no ^C7pai^C7sus4n, and ^C7saw a smile ^F on the ^Cface of the ^Gmoon

I ^Fstayed there a ^Cwhile looking ^Fup at the ^Csky I heard the ^Funiverse ^Cpulsing its ^Gtune I left my ^Ambody be^Emhind, rose ^Fout and ab^Cove felt my s^Csus4oul melt into the w^Ghole

^Amsyncing, u^Emnfolding expa^Fnding, vibr^Cating, I b^Amecame the ^Ghum, the t^Fhrobbing heart^Cbeat, f^Amree of mea^Gning, in ^Ftime and in ^Ctune.

^FAnd I reali^Amsed what I a^Gm ^FAnd I always ^Cknew who I ^Gam

^AmThere was noth^Eming but blis^Fs, no rive^Cr, no roa^Amd, nor mountains, nor ^Empeople, e^Cverything fe^Fll into ^Gone. ^FWe are all just ^Cparts of the w^Ghole. ^FAnd I reali^Csed what I ^Gam ^FAnd Ive alway^Cs known who^G I am ^FAnd Id forg^Cot who I ^Gam