Key: F
Introduction: F7 C F G C
C G
The mice tell bedtime stories
F C
Lullabies turned blue
E7 Am G F C
A crib song for the baby who has figured out the ruse
C G E F7
I travelled half way 'round the world to tell a story with no end
F C
The dirt under a nation
F G C
Forsaken, on the mend
Am Em F7 C
I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense
Am Em F G
No one holding posture, nothing heaven-sent
Am Em E7 F7
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
F C F G C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe.
F C F G F E7 Am G F7 F C F G C
C G
There's nowhere left to sit
F C
It's the dirt ground or a broke-down bench
E7 Am G F C
Four walls and a rood- they say the house that Jesus Built
C G E7 F7
A Child knows the kinds of a woman at her end
F C
In Song she found salvation
F G C
Forsaken, on the mend
Am Em F7 C
I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense
Am Em F G
No unholy posture, nothing heaven-sent
Am Em E7 F7
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
F C F G C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe
F C F G Am C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe
F G C
In the air we breathe.