Misc Your Songs - Hannah stokes - psalm 39

^DThe way things are^G/D, the way things were ^C#dimThey don't agree and that^D11/G's where it hurts ^DLong lost songs from voices^G/D with empty lungs ^C#dimMelodies so sweet, ^D11/Gnever to be sung

^DYouth stained love will^G/D fall away ^C#dimThe things we share no longe^D11/Gr permeate ^DThe old dreams that we ^G/Dheld at night ^C#dimThat never seem to take ^D11/Gflight

But ^Em7/DHere and now is all life ^Bmhas to give Dwelling ^F#mon the past won't teach me ^D11/Ghow to live ^D11/GI'll never learn how to live

^DI praise the sky as I^G/D curse my breath, ^C#dimA sojourner gasping fo^D11/Gr rest ^DBut in the end what ^G/Dwill I hang on to ^C#dimWhat will I hang ^D11/Gonto

^Em7/DHere and now is all I'll ^Aever be I'm ^Bmbreathing, I'm ^F#mbreathing But these f^Em7/Dears of mine, they take a h^G/Dold of me They^Bm won't let go, won't let g^F#mo

^Em7/DBut here and now is all life^Bm has to give Dwelling ^F#mon the past won't teach me^D11/G how to live ^D11/GWill I ever learn how to live