Tom: A
A A D A
We are the blood inside the man
F#m E A
Rivers flowing to and from
A A D A
The mouth of the mighty ghost
F#m E A
To the eyes of the setting sun
F#m D
These hearts beat for the land and sky and things that go unseen
A D A F#m E A
In due time may we come to know, see these things we do not see
F#m A D A
My love, she walks a tight rope
F#m A D A
If she falls she'll fly, I know this to be true
F#m E
But if she reaches the other side
D A
She'll climb even higher
F#m E
Than the crescent moon
A A D A F#m E A
A A D A F#m E A
We are the dreams and walk right through, the stories told with such
A A D A F#m E A
Wisdom gained of mirth and loss, of pain and joy and lust
F#m D
We are the lungs we breath for dance, for trance, and mystery
A A D A F#m E A
We are the breath we take it in, and let it go as we please
F#m A D A
This hearts, a steam engine baby
F#m A D A
And love is you
F#m A D A
This hearts, a steam engine baby
F#m E A . A . D . A . F#m . E . A
And love is you
A A D A F#m E A
We can sing our songs in the midst of pain, and break on down the walls
A A D A F#m E A
Sometimes we rise above, and look out across it all
F#m D
Sometimes we lose the plots, for this we pray
A A D A F#m E A
In a way that it was never taught, somehow it'll be okay
F#m A D A
This hearts, a steam engine baby
F#m A D A
And love is you
F#m A D A
This hearts, a steam engine baby
F#m E
And love is you
A A D A F#m E A
A A D A
We are the blood inside the man
F#m E A
Rivers flowing to and from
A A D A
The mouth of the mighty ghost
F#m E A
To the eyes of the setting sun
