Bm/ A/ G/ Ax
There was a man in my dream saying ?listen
You are a child of a wandering kind and
Bm/ A/ G/ Ax
Now I hold my breath
when they say I?m blessed
Bm/ G/ D/ Ax
I?m dropping wax in the mid of my palms now
Open up, feel the wound, pour the salt
Bm/ A/ G/ Ax
I?m wearing guns on the back of my feet now
Learning sounds pressing hard to the ground
Bm/ G/ D/ Ax
And I hold my breath
when they say I?m blessed
Bm/ G/ D/ Ax
I?m dropping wax in the mid of my palms now
Open up, feel the wound, pour the salt
Bm/ G/ D/ Ax
Can?t they see I?m all alone
This road is now my home
Bm/ G/ D/ Ax
I?m dropping wax in the mid of my palms now
Open up, feel the wound, pour the salt