D                                      Em 
Dear Believer, come sing me a song 
Em                   A                    D 
Let the octave belong to the next 
D                                      Em 
And lifting us soundly back into the world 
Em                   A                    D 
May we sing the Earth, Heaven's breath 
D                                      Em 
Murder murder, you haunt every bone 
D                                      Em 
But the son you have grown still resists 
Em                   A                    D 
Anger anger, you're finally my bitch 
D                                      Em 
Through glory of this, Heaven's breath. 
Em                   A                    D 


[Refrão]
 
G                            D 
Paradise, has its hunter 
A                              A 
Call me blind, call me fool 
G                            D 
I don't mind chasing thunder 
Em                                     G             A             D 
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do. 


D                                      Em 
Dear Believer, I've no cause to go on 
Em                   A                    D 
Save for if you take my case 
D                                      Em 
See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child 
Em                   A                    D 
But I let it all go to my waist 
D                                      Em 
Now comfort's rooting pigs for my blood 
Em                   A                    D 
To stick in my mud, a flag of white 
D                                      Em 
Dear Believer, of fire and rebirth 
Em                   A                    D 
May we shine the Earth, Heaven's light 


[Refrão]

D                                      Em 
Dear Believer come sing us a song 
Em                   A                    D 
Like we sang upon, younger days 
D                                      Em 
When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child 

Em                   A                    D 
'Fore we let it all go to waste. 



G                            D 
Paradise, has its hunter 
A                              A 
Call me blind, call me fool 
G                            D 
I don't mind chasing thunder 
Em                                     G             A             D 
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to 
Em                                     G             A             D 
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to 
Em                                     G             A             D 
I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to