Em
I came to you and you to me
D
And we were tapping on the window at the children when the piggy bank broke
CEm
Pitching quite a fit
DCEm
About how the makers of the medicine will always say you'e looking sick
Em
I came to you and you to me
D
And we would whimper to the women washing milk off of their formal white clothes
CEm
But the funny thing
DCEm
Was how when God was in his people we were dreaming about who else to be
DCEm
And all the fingers that we damaged when all we wanted was a diamond ring
Em
I came to you and you to me
D
And we were barking at the drug dogs, blood dried black on their hands
CEm
And never realized
DCEm
You never tussle with a giant til you can hit him right between the eyes
DCEm
And that no matter how we chewed it, we'd be choking on a compromise
DCEm
Cause all the jaws, all the claws lay restless by the riverside
DCEm
And it wasn't muscle in the shadow that was shoving us into the light
Em
I came to you and you to me
D
And we were snatching at a war baby's bottle just to trade it for change
CEm
But now it's come to pass
DCEm
That every eye beneath the mountain saw the smoke but no one heard the blast
DCEm
That no one knew the arm was broken although everybody signed the cast
DCEm
And until the government was good, she said Man, I thought you'd never asking
DCEm
And when love wore out her welcome, they just booked her for a bag of grass
DCEm
That while she cried on the cross, we were sucking on the laughing gas
DCEm
And when the head had left the body, not a flag was hanging half-mast
Em
I came to you and you to me
D
And then we lost our own lovers revolution but it started again
CEm
And now we're one
DCEm
One of the parade wake widows walking home into the setting sun
DCEm
One of the soldiers lost in the dreams that never lose the gun
DCEm
One of the wise men wandering the podium without a tongue
DCEm
One of the trophies tarnished by the mess we made of being young
DCEm
One of the prayers, one of the promises swallowed with our chewing gum
DCEm
One of the deaf ears, dumber all the time for all the years of drums
DCEm
One of the wide-eyed soap boxes buried under Washington
DCEm
One of the beat cops combing every sidewalk crack for love
DCEm
One of the crowded stars uncounted when the map was done
DCEm
One of the withered in the garden left to wonder when the rain will come
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.