Tom: G
G C
Death is promised to the bee
G C
Who's sting protects the colony.
Am D
Was its life worth nothing more
G
Than honey for the queen?
G C
Life is a branch and it is a dove,
G C
Handcrafted by confusing love.
Am D
Sign language is our reply,
G
When church bells make no sound.
G C
In hollow towers and empty hives,
G C
We craved sweetness with a fear of heights.
Bm C
Was it all just a grain of sand
D Em Am D
In an hourglass?
[Chorus]
C G
The smartest thing I've ever learned
Em D
Is that I don't have all the answers,
C Em D
Just a little light to call my own.
C Em
Though it pales in comparison
G D
To the overarching shadows,
C G D
A speck of light can reignite the sun
D7 G
And swallow darkness whole.
G C
Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss.
G C
It is the finger pressed upon our lips.
Am D
It puts an unwanted emphasis
G
On how we should have lived.
G C
Life is a gorgeous, broken gift.
G C
Six billion+ pieces waiting to be fixed.
Bm C
Love letters that were never signed,
D Em Am D
Sent to where we live.
[Chorus]
C G
But the sweetest thing I've ever heard
Em D
Is that I don't have to have the answers,
C Em D
Just a little light to call my own.
C Em
Though it pales in comparison
G D
To the overarching shadows,
C G D
A speck of light can reignite the sun
C G Em D C Em D
And swallow darkness whole.
C G Em D C Em D
