Various Storms & Saints

And the air was full of (Fmaj7)various storms and saints

(E)parading in the streets

as the (Dm)banks began to break.

And I'm in the (Am)throes

of it,

(Dm)somewhere in the belly of the beast.

But you took your toll

(Am)on me;

so I (Dm)gave myself over (Em7)willingly.

You got a hold

(Am)on me;

I don't know how I don't just stand outside and (Em7)scream.

I am (Dm)teaching myself how to be (Em7)free.

(Am)The monument of a memory,

you tear it down in your head.

(Dm7)Don't make the mountain your enemy;

(Am7)get out, get up there it's instead.

your hands.

(Am)You saw the stars out in front of you,

(Am7)too tempting seems not to touch.

But even though it be shocked you,

(Dm7)something's (Am7)electric in your blood.

(Dsus2)And people just (Am)untie themselves,

uncurling (G)lifelines.

(Dsus2)If you could just (Am)forgive (G)yourself...

(Am7)But still you stumble;

your feet (Em)give way.

(Dm7)Outside, the world seems a vi'lent place.

(Am7)But you had to have him,

(Em)and so you did.

(Dm7)Some things you let go in order to live,

(Am7)while all around you the (Em)buildings sway.

You sing it out loud:

"Who made us this way?"

(Am7)I know you're bleeding,

but you'll (Em)be okay.

Hold on to your heart,

and you'll keep it safe.

Hold on to your heart,

(Em7)don't give it away.