G C G C G DG I will rise from my bedC G With a question againC G As I work to inheritD The restless windG The view from my windowC G Is cold and obsceneC G I want to touchD G What my eyes haven't seenG But they have packaged our virtueC G In cellulose dreamsC G And sold us the remnantsD Til our pockets are cleanG Til our hopes fall 'round our feetC G Like the dust of dead leavesC G And we end up lookin'D G Like what we believeC G We are soot-covered urchinsC D Running wild and unshodG C We will always be rememberedD G C G C C/B D As the orphans of GodG Like bees in a bottleC G We are flying at fateC G Beating our wingsD Against the walls of this placeG Unaware that the struggleC G Is the blood of the proofC G In choosing to believeD G The unbelievable truthG But they have captured our siblingsC G They rendered them muteC G Disputed our lineageD And poisoned our rootsG We have bought from the brokersC G Who have broken their oathsC G And we're out on the streetsD G With a lump in our throatsC G We are soot-covered urchinsC D Running wild and unshodG C We will always be rememberedD G As the orphans of GodC G They will dig up these ruinsC D And make flutes of our bonesG C And blow a hymn to the memoryD G C G C G D G C G C G D G Of the orphans of God
Orphans Of God
Buddy Miller
- C
- C/B
- D
- G
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Tom:
- C
- C/B
- D
- G