The Howling

E               Esus                E
  I can see the iron horses' tracks
                             Esus
Pressed in the mud from the weight of all that steam and steel
A
  But the wind don't blow where you want it to go
No, the wind just goes where it will and you follow

E                 Esus            E
  I can feel the breath of winter
                   Esus
Driving this snow across these newly-whited plains
A
  Takes my breath from me and it leaves me falling
Then it picks me up again in its own strength

F#m7                A
And I can hear the wild wind howling
Esus/B            D2    Dmaj7  D6
And I can feel it in my bones
A2                   Esus/B                D   Dmaj7  D6
And I know that the howling will take me home
D  Esus/D  Esus  E
Esus2 E  Esus E  Esus2 E

E                Esus                  E
  I can see some traveler's footprints
                        Esus
There's a little bit of blood in every step he made
A
  I wonder what kind of burden he's bearing
That has cut him so deeply every step along the long, long way

E               Esus           E
  In the west I see an evening
                              Esus
This scarlet thread stretched beneath the gathering dark
A
  Red as the blood on the hands of the Savior
And rich as the mercy that flowed from His broken heart

F#m7                A
And I can hear the wild wind howling
Esus/B            D2    Dmaj7  D6
And I can feel it in my bones
A2                   Esus/B                D   Dmaj7  D6
And I know that the howling will take me home

F#m               D                   A
    These men of violence, they have made this a world full of wars
F#m                    A                    D      Dmaj7       D6
    Oh God break Your silence and let Your justice shine forth
           D    Dmaj7   D  E
Show some mercy, Oh Lord

E              Esus                      E
  'Cause I can see a people dispossessed
                        Esus
Broken and brave in the face of so much fear
A
  Driven from their homes by the greed of a nation
Whose treaties were as good as litter along the trail of their tears

E               Esus            E
  I can see the Covenant colors
                          Esus
The sun and the rain have woven against the blue of the sky
A
  And I know if we live we will live by His promise
I know He who made it and I'm sure that He would not lie

F#m7                A
And I can hear the wild wind howling
Esus/B            D2    Dmaj7  D6
And I can feel it in my bones
A2                   Esus/B                D   Dmaj7  D6
And I know that the howling will take me home
D  Esus/D

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