Тональность

E   C#m   E   C#m
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E   C#m   E   C#m
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[Verse 1]
A            B 
 My sweeping lie
C#m            E
 Is drawn and getting tight
A        B         
 Tender teeth will gnash
C#m                 E
 On the wings of a crashing flight
A           B
 Black out silence saves
     C#m            
As I sink in the summer sand
A              B                  C#m
 That cold embrace, but now I’m saved
                  E
By the grin, the reaching hand
           B   C#m         
 This mad order has many faces
A               B
 My lungs are tired
              C#m
And now I quake
Is this what grace is?

[Chorus]
     E                   C#m
So numb in this carbon process (Impression dies)
     E                            C#m
Impression dies, I return to the boundless (Emerging weightless)
 E        C#m      
Emerging weightless (Impression dies)
     E
My lungs are tired
              C#m         
Is this what grace is?

[Verse 2]
A           B            C#m    E
 Unanchored, drifting in caution..
A               B            C#m  E
 I can hear the heavy gospel fade..
A        B              C#m   E
 Cast below the midnight sun…
A           B              C#m  E
 I calmly dig with my blue spade

[Refrain]
A          B   C#m         
 This mad order has many faces
A               B
 My lungs are tired
              C#m
And now I quake
Is this what grace is?

[Chorus]
     E                   C#m
So numb in this carbon process (Impression dies)
     E                            C#m
Impression dies, I return to the boundless (Emerging weightless)
 E        C#m      
Emerging weightless (Impression dies)
     E
My lungs are tired
              C#m         
Is this what grace is?

[Interlude]
E   C#m                   
….Is this what grace is?
E   C#m                  
….Is this what grace is?
E   C#m                   E 
….Is this what grace is?
E   C#m                   E 
….Is this what grace is?
E   C#m                   E 
….Is this what grace is?

[Chorus]
     E                   C#m
So numb in this carbon process (Impression dies)
     E                            C#m
Impression dies, I return to the boundless (Emerging weightless)
 E        C#m      
Emerging weightless (Impression dies)
     E
My lungs are tired
              C#m         
Is this what grace is?

[Outro]
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E   C#m   E   C#m
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E   C#m   E   C#m
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E   C#m   E   C#m
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