Capo 2 

Intro: D  A  G 

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When I was a boy each week on Sunday 
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We would go to church and pay attention to  
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The priest, he would read the 
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Holy word, and consecrate the holly bread 
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And everyone would kneel and bow 
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Today the only difference is 
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Everything is holy now 
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Everything, everything 
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Everything is holy now 
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When I was in Sunday school 
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We would learn about the time 
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Moses split the sea in two 
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Jesus made the water wine 
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And I remember feeling sad 
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That miracles don't happen still 
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But now I can't keep track 
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Cause everything's a miracle 
        Bm     A 
Everything, everything 
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Everything's a miracle 

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Wine from water is not so small 
                   Em 
But an even better magic trick 
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Is that anything is here at all 
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So the challenging thing becomes 
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Not to look for miracles 
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But finding where there isn't one 

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When holy waters rare at best 
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It barely wet my fingertips 
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But now I have to hold my breath 
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Like I'm swimming in a sea of it 
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It use to be a world half there 
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Heavens second rate hand me down 
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But I walk it with a reverent air 
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Cause everything is holy now 
         Bm     A 
Everything, everything 
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Everything is holy now 

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Read a questioning child's face 
                  Em  
And say it's not a testament 
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That'd be very hard to say 
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See another new morning come 
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And say it's not a sacrament 
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I tell you that it can't be done 

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This morning, outside I stood 
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And saw a little red winged bird 
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Shining like a burning bush 
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Singing like a scripture verse 
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It made me want to bow my head 
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I remember when church let out 
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How things have changed since then 
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Everything is holy now 
         D 
It used to be a world half there 
                      A 
Heavens second rate hand me down 
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But I walk it with a reverent air 
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Cause everything is holy now 
        Bm     A 
Everything, everything 
          G 
Everything is holy now