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Tuning: E A D G B E
Acoustic version by Mel Blom: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_KFBauT8qg [Intro Verse]
I cAmlose my eyes, tell us wGhy must we sAmuffer Release your hands, for your wGill drags us uAmnder My legs grow tired, tell us whGere must we waAmnder How can Cwe carry Gon, if redEmemption's beyAmond us?
[Verse 1]
To Dmall of my children to whom lGife flows abDmundant To all of my children to whom dGeath hath passed his jAmudgement The sDmoul years for honor, and the fGlesh the hereDmafter Look to thFose who walked befCore to lead tAmhose who walk aDmfter
[Chorus type 1]
SFhining is the LGand's light of jAmustice FEver flows the LGand's well of pAmurpose Walk fCree, walk fGmree, walk fAmree, beliEmeve... The LDmand's alCive, so beliGeve...
SDmuffer (Feel) Promise (Think) WAmitness (Teach) Reason (Hear) FDmollow (Feel) Wander (Think) SAmtumble (Teach) Listen (Speak) HDmonor (Speak) Value (Tell) WAmhisper (Tell) Mention (Hope) PDmonder (Hope) Warrant (Wish) CAmherish (Wish) Welcome (Roam) WDmitness (Roam) Listen (Roam) SAmuffer (Roam) Sanction (Sleep) WDmeather (Sleep) Wander (Sleep) AAmnswer, Sleep Dmon...
[Verse 2]
Now oDmpen your eyes while our pGlight is rDmepeated Still deaf to our cries, lost in hGope we lie defAmeated Our sDmouls have been torn, and our bGodies forsDmaken Bearing sFins of the pCast, for our fAmuture is tDmaken
[Chorus type 2]
WGar born of strFife, these trCials persuade us not (FFeel wAmhat? LGmearn wAmhat?) WGords without sFound, these liCes betray our thoughts (SFee wAmhat? HGmear wAmhat?) MGired by a pFlague of doCubt, the Land, she mDmourns Judgement binds all we hAmold to a memorFy of scorn Tell us wDmhy, given lAmife, we are meant to dGmie, helpless in our crGies?
WDmitness (Feel) Suffer (Think) BAmurrow (Teach) Reason (Hear) FDmollow (Feel) Stumble (Think) WAmander (Teach) Listen (Blink) WDmhisper (Blink) Shoulder (Blink) PAmonder (Blink) Weather (Hear) ADmnswer (Look) Answer (Think) AAmnswer togDmether
[Verse 3 + Outro]
Thy lDmife is a riddle, to bear raGpture and sorDmrow To listen, to suffer, to entrGust unto tomoAmrrow In oDmne fleeting moment, from the LGand doth life flDmow Yet in oFne fleeting mComent, for anAmew it doth grDmow In the sFame fleeting Cmoment Thou must liAmve DFie And kDmnow