Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
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It starts with plain geography
A dozen ways to get to Tennessee
South and west and all the rest
It's educational to some degree
I'm studying dead languages
In hopes that they might rise in melody
With a little speed from you to me
God makes a tabernacle from
A rock, a rib, and our two crooked frames
And Houston at the airport where
I saw you there and everything got changed
A ticket home to somewhere north
A compass and a map I could not read
Tracing the path from you to me
A ship out in the dark
The fog was heavy on my skin
There appeared, though dim at first,
A house, a light that drew me in
Instrumental
Bound by chords of kindnesses
And vows that whisper after storms have stilled
Against my calculations
Clearly I did not dream big enough for this
You and I are on the battlefield
"I am a man, have mercy," did I plea
And love it bleeds
And love it bleeds
And love it bleeds
From you to me