The Submariner

A#m7 F#maj7 C# i'm charting oceans for the future, writing songs for all the waves A#m7 F#maj7 C# i'll color in the coastline and you'll fill in the blanks A#m7 F#maj7 C# until my ink and architecture soak through the page A#m7 F#maj7 C# and my blueprints fall like anchors, drowning depth with their weight. A#m7 F#maj7 C# and the veins above grow taut with the falling saints, A#m7 F#maj7 C# the arteries like ropes choking on their age, A#m7 F#maj7 C# and the submariner's wife has forgot his name A#m7 F#maj7 C# 'cause he's sunk himself away from the shores of grace. A#m7 F#maj7 C# (4x) A#m7 F#maj7 C# (4x) A#m7 F#maj7 C# the horizon makes a fool out of my design, A#m7 F#maj7 C# caught beneath the stitch between the ocean and the sky A#m7 F#maj7 C# where i haven't got a single bottled note to rise A#m7 F#maj7 C# where i haven't got a single flare to spark a sign A#m7 F#maj7 C# but i swear a saw a sail carrying a light A#m7 F#maj7 C# a heat that comes and drains these trenches dry A#m7 F#maj7 C# A#m7 F#maj7 C# and i think i see it now without the salt in my eyes. A#m7 F#maj7 C# 'cause if i said that i could swim i'd be a liar. A#m7 F#maj7 C# A#m7 F#maj7 C# A#m7 F#maj7 C# i'd be a liar, i'd be a liar, i'd be a liar A#m7 F#maj7 C# A#m7 F#maj7 C# A#m7 F#maj7 C# A#m7 F#maj7 C# i'd be a liar, i'd be a liar, i'd be a liar, i'd be a liar… A#m7 F#maj7 C# (4x) A#m7 F#maj7 C# the seas rend into orchards underneath my feet A#m7 F#maj7 C# the dialogue resounds and i'm playing the lead A#m7 F#maj7 C# my eyes will burn and oh! my throat will bleed A#m7 F#maj7 C# for i will sing the beauty of this scene A#m7 F#maj7 C# because you call me perfect and i call You blind A#m7 F#maj7 C# 'cause the picture and the definition don't align A#m7 F#maj7 C# but Your saliva is the tie by which the pages bind A#m7 F#maj7 C# and Your breath the text that lets our justice redefine. A#m7 F#maj7 C# (4x) A#m7 F#maj7 C# they call it a revival, but it's more like a birth A#m7 F#maj7 C# when the marrow in my bones begins to mix with the earth A#m7 F#maj7 C# and the water in my lungs mixes as mud with the dirt A#m7 F#maj7 C# and "hallelujah!" is recorded as my first spoken word.