I have D lightning
If the G stars dry out to D guide me
I have soft clay
To G knit my bones as D tride
What a F#7 miracle they say
Dark clouds Bm gather
F# Velvet holes
Gaping G wide oh
And they D pour it down
And they s G ing to me
Of D wonders
Un G seen
Like F# clouds that rise
From the s G ea, oh
And I'm D sorry
I'm so G sorry
That I D missed the point
Of this pa G geantry
But I'm D grateful
That G you l Bm7 ove D me
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