SITTING QUIET WHILE THE NIGHT POURS IN (D A D G B E, capo 1)
Sitting quiet while the night pours in.
Drifting out like I’m leaving this plain.
Chasing darkness before it finds me.
I can see trees turning to black.
Moments fall like dominoes.
And once you arrive it won’t not change you.
And you will always arrive.
Sitting quiet while the lights come on.
The window burns with the heat of the truth.
And one by one our hearts are lifted.
Until we’re together again.
Rivers will run right through us.
Our shadows will return to themselves.
Sunlight will no longer bruise us.
We’ll be together again.
Sitting quiet while the night pours in.
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