VARIOUS STORMS & SAINTS

And the air was full

of (Fmaj7)var ious storms and saints

pa rad ing in the streets

as the (Dm)banks be gan to break.

And I’m in the (Am)throes

of it,

(Dm)some where in the bel ly of the beast.

But you took your toll

on me;

so I (Dm)gave my self o ver will ing (Em7)ly.

You got a hold

on me;

I don’t know how I don’t just stand out side and (Em7)scream.

I am (Dm)teach ing my self how to be free.

The mon u ment of a (Am)mem o ry, you tear it down in your head.

Don’t make the moun tain your en e my; get out, get up there it’s in stead.

your hands.

You saw the stars out in front of you, too tempt ing seems not to touch.

But e ven though it be shocked you, some thing’s e (Am7)lec tric in your blood.

And peo ple just un (Am)tie

them selves,

un curl ing life (G)lines.

If you could just for (Am)give

your

(G)self...

(Am7)But still you stum ble; your feet give way.

Out side, the world seems a vi ’lent place.

But you had to have him, (Em)and so you did.

Some things you let go in or der to live,

while all a round you the build ings sway.

You sing it out loud: “Who made us this way?”

I know you’re bleed ing, but you’ll be o kay.

Hold on to your heart, and you’ll keep it safe.

Hold on to your heart,

don’t give it a way.

You’ll find a roof top to (Am)sing o from, or find a hall way to dance.

You don’t need no edge to cling e from; your heart is there, it’s in in your hands.

You know it seems like for ev er; you, I know it seems not an age.

But one day, this will be o ver; I swear it’s (Am7)not so far a way.

And peo ple just un (Am)tie