Тональность: D minor
Verse 1
Am
F
Out of one blood, one blood, one people,
Am
F
Am
one
F
Am
You make me believe it's
Am
You fill in all the gaps
F
that I can't conceive
Am
F
Like a skeptic down to his basic need
To put a finger in the wrist
Am
where salvation flees
You make me believe it's
Am
I'm breathtaking by
F
your sacred mysteries
Am
God, take me to the root
F
of that an cient tree
Where knowledge is the fruit
Am
that only faith can see
Make me believe this,
F
that you can match wits
Am
With the mind who in six
F
days mapped the atlas
Am
Then strapped the mattress
F
of the mountains across the maxis
Am
Skeleton of dirt to work a backbone axis
Tell me, can you understand
F
the plans of perfect genius
Am
That span out of space
F
but placed his life put into Venus
Am
Set s the sun seamless in
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the west every evening
Am
Just to resurrect a hydrogen flesh
The rest are dreamin'
and the best reason
F
you can give for not believin'
Am
Is the fact your mortal eyes
F
haven't seen him, please
F
that kinda lies got me grievin' inside
Am
F
And bleedin' from the same heart
Am
that pumps to survive
The assumption of pride
F
is that we can understand our maker
Am
Like paper tryin' to understand
F
the tree from which we shave her
Am
Like vapor off the kettle
F
can't know a cloud's behavior
Am
Or sediment or stone
pontificate on him a layer
F
He's the flavor of a delicacy,
Am
delicately savored
F
Am
Savior set himself in a dis tance
Not to overcome our will
or frustrate our labor
But instead to set us free
to chase his heart
Am
or flee his favor
So make me believe
F
that we walked on all fours
Am
And that a billion years
of accidents
F
could give us something more
Am
F
I'm begging you explore the facts
plus faith between
Am
Exacting what is actual
from what is make -believe
You make me believe
F
it's not make -believe
Am
You fill in all the gaps
F
that I can't conceive
Am
F
Break a skeptic down to his basic need
G
F
To put a finger in the wrist
Am
where salvation bleeds
You make me believe it's not
Am
I'm breath -taking by
F
your sacred mysteries
Am
God, take me to the root
F
of that an cient tree
G
Am
Where knowledge is the fruit
that only faith can see
You make me believe
F
that real rappers aren't in danger
Am
That kids will continue
F
to capture their human nature
Am
To the 4 -4 time,
F
swagger of youthful anger
Am
Take a portrait of disaster and repain her
Now, that's what I call dope
F
Believing that individuals
Am
can rescape the city
F
Out of vision based on principle
Am
Most are too cynical,
F
forgotten to hope in prayer
Am
Believing that life is rotten
and broken beyond repair
I've spoken this song
to fill the air
F
only lonely souls can hear the way I care
Am
So God make us believe
F
in modern miracles and healing
Am
F
I'm gonna lower my crippled faith
Am
through the ceiling so you can touch me
I'm feeling pretty lucky
F
so pull that finger on that shotgun
Am
And resurrect my faith
F
even before it hits the bottom
Am
And tell me it's not a problem
F
to accelerate the process
Am
So the water and the wine
isn't nonsense, it's logic
F
I'm only being honest,
cause it's hard to imagine
How a seed of make -believe
could shake a mountain,
could it happen?
Could people ever fathom
Am
F
the mystery of first Adam, made complete
In the death and ascension of God,
man
Am
You make me believe,
F
it's not make -believe
Am
You fill all the gaps
F
that I can't conceive
Am
Break a skeptic down to
To put a finger in the wrist
Am
where salvation bleeds
You make me believe,
F
it's not make -believe
Am
I'm breathtaking by
F
your sacred mysteries
Am
God, take me to the root
F
of that ancient tree
Where knowledge is the fruit
Am
that only faith can see
You've been breaking me down
Am
F
Making what's mysterious plain to see
Am
Lord, forgive me of my
F
mind and its disbelief
Hold it on with my faith
Am
till my soul release
Make me believe
F
that your love is everlasting
Am
That the bread of life
F
sustains when we're fasting
Am
That casting the first stone
F
is reserved for Christ alone
Am
And that the poor in spirit
will inherit a king's throne
I'm prone to cast judgment
Am
I'm asking the shadow throne,
F
how does the day sun shone?
Am
Disbelief collapsing,
F
these grey lungs groan
Am
F
I'm breathtaking by the way
Am
you laid the moon hung low
Stroke a lullaby,
F
a language hung the tombstone low
Am
Yo, I crumb speak the truth
F
to let the fool don't know
Am
That belief is the sum of
Am
Folded into faith,
into the fabric of our spool spun soul
F
Am
F
Gotta let it go, like new sun glow
To a man in a world
Am
F
where crew runs show
Christ will come soon,
let your true song glow
To illuminate the darkest place,
deep space
Am
You make me believe
F
it's not make -believe
Am
You fill in all the gaps
F
that I can't conceive
Am
F
Break a skeptic down to his basic need
To put a leader in the midst
Am
where sal vation bleeds
You make me believe it's not
Am
I'm breathtaking by
F
your sacred mysteries
Am
Please God, take me to the root
F
of that ancient tree
Where knowledge is the fruit
Am
that only faith can see
F
How does 1 plus 1 plus 1 equal 1?
Am
F
How does 1 plus 1 plus 1 equal 1?
Am
F
How does 1 plus 1 plus 1 equal 1?
Am
How does 1 plus 1 plus 1 equal 1?
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