Intro: A E D2 E A E D2
[A]I think about the wa[E]ves of time
And how they r[D2]oll across my sh[E]oulders
Thinkin',[A] no clock[E] is gonna ge[D2]t the best of me
Minutes[A] threaten though the y[E]ears
To carve wr[D2]inkles with my te[E]ars
Across the f[A]ace with str[E]aining eyes to se[D2]e
They're looking for the...
P[C#m]eace that pa[D2]sses a[A]ll unders[E]tanding
In a w[C#m]orld [D2] crazed with f[E]ear
They [C#m]say that[D2] I am m[A]uch too dema[E]nding
To wa[D2]nt a be[E]tter place than her[A]e
So I'll [E]go unto vis[D2]ions
the pro[E]phets claim to [D2]me
And I'll dre[E]am of hea[D2]ven
The pro[E]mise in which I beli[D2]eve
Out[A]side are dogs and sc[E]offers
Where they m[D2]ock my very s[E]oul they try to
St[A]eal the jo[E]y of the pr[D2]omise I own
But I will n[A]ot be sha[E]ken from the r[D2]ock that cleaves to [E]me
[A]I have searched the wo[E]rld and found
There's [D2]one think I need. It's the...
CHORUS
Was [C#m]made by the Fa[D2]ther
Se[C#m]aled by the bl[D2]ood
With the pr[C#m]omise of spi[D2]rit
My [E]victory is won[D]
Won't no l[F#m]ion catch me sleepin'
No, n[D2]ot on the darkest night
[F#m]Can I say the same for you[D2]
Oh, [F#m]can you hear him creepin'
No, he's g[D2]ot you in his sights
[F#m]Oh, what are we to do?[E]
All the wo[A]rld is my Jo[E]rdan,
somed[D2]ay I'm gonna cr[E]oss
[A]Ain't no one[E] gonna look and s[D2]ay this soul is lost
So I'll[A] do my be[E]st
Try to t[D2]ell all the r[E]est
[A]And when the lion ro[E]ars
I'm gonna h[D2]ide behind the cross
'Cause it's the...
CHORUS
[A]I think about the wa[E]ves of time
And how they r[D2]oll across my sh[E]oulders
Thinkin',[A] no clock[E] is gonna ge[D2]t the best of me
Minutes[A] threaten though the y[E]ears
To carve wr[D2]inkles with my te[E]ars
Across the f[A]ace with str[E]aining eyes to se[D2]e
They're looking for the...
P[C#m]eace that pa[D2]sses a[A]ll unders[E]tanding
In a w[C#m]orld [D2] crazed with f[E]ear
They [C#m]say that[D2] I am m[A]uch too dema[E]nding
To wa[D2]nt a be[E]tter place than her[A]e
So I'll [E]go unto vis[D2]ions
the pro[E]phets claim to [D2]me
And I'll dre[E]am of hea[D2]ven
The pro[E]mise in which I beli[D2]eve
Out[A]side are dogs and sc[E]offers
Where they m[D2]ock my very s[E]oul they try to
St[A]eal the jo[E]y of the pr[D2]omise I own
But I will n[A]ot be sha[E]ken from the r[D2]ock that cleaves to [E]me
[A]I have searched the wo[E]rld and found
There's [D2]one think I need. It's the...
CHORUS
Was [C#m]made by the Fa[D2]ther
Se[C#m]aled by the bl[D2]ood
With the pr[C#m]omise of spi[D2]rit
My [E]victory is won[D]
Won't no l[F#m]ion catch me sleepin'
No, n[D2]ot on the darkest night
[F#m]Can I say the same for you[D2]
Oh, [F#m]can you hear him creepin'
No, he's g[D2]ot you in his sights
[F#m]Oh, what are we to do?[E]
All the wo[A]rld is my Jo[E]rdan,
somed[D2]ay I'm gonna cr[E]oss
[A]Ain't no one[E] gonna look and s[D2]ay this soul is lost
So I'll[A] do my be[E]st
Try to t[D2]ell all the r[E]est
[A]And when the lion ro[E]ars
I'm gonna h[D2]ide behind the cross
'Cause it's the...
CHORUS
