D
I have lightning
G
if the stars dry out
D
to guide me
D
I have soft clay
GD
to knit my bones astride
F#
what a miracle they say
G
dark clouds gather
F#
velvet holes
G
gaping wide oh...
D
and they pour it down
G
and they sing to me
D
of wonders
G
unseen
F#
like clouds that rise
G
from the sea...
D
Ohhh, and I'm sorry
G
I'm so sorry
D
that I missed the point
G
of this pageantry
D
but I'm grateful
GD
that you love me
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.