Son

(início)

Bb                         F
Show me who I am and who I could be.
                       Gm
Initiate the heart within me
         Eb          Bb - F
Until it opens properly.
Bb                                 F
Slow down, start again from the beginning.
                          Gm
I can’t keep my head from spinning out of control,
   Eb                         Bb    F
Is this what being vulnerable feels like?
           Eb
And I will try, try, try to breathe
                 Bb         F
’Til it turns to muscle memory.
         Eb
I'm only steady on my knees;
                      Bb           F
one day I'll stand up on my own two feet.
     Eb
I’ll run the risk
         F             Bb
Of being intimate with brokenness.
             F          Bb
Through this magnifying glass,
                        F
I see a thousand fingerprints
       Eb                Bb
On the surfaces of who I am.
- F - Gm - Eb - Bb - F
Bb                               F
Show me where to find the silver lining
                     Gm
As the mercury keeps rising,
         Eb               Bb      - F
’Til the glass or my fever breaks.
Bb                           F
Show me how to struggle gracefully.
                      Gm
Let the scaffolding inside of me be strong enough
   Eb                     Bb    F
To hold this tired body up once more.
           Eb
And I will try, try, try to breathe
                 Bb         F
’Til it turns to muscle memory.
           Eb
I feel the pressure in my blood
                Bb         F
Building up and liberating me.
          Eb
So I will try, try, try to breathe
                 Bb         F
’Til it turns to muscle memory.
         Eb
I'm only steady on my knees,
                        Bb           F
But one day, I'll stand on my own two feet.
     Eb
I'll run the risk
         F             Bb
Of being intimate with brokenness.
             F          Bb
Through this magnifying glass,
                       F
I see a thousand fingerprints
     Eb
That ran the risk
         F                Bb
Of being intimate with my brokenness.
     F        Bb
I was given a gift of hope
                    F
In a thousand fingerprints
      Eb                Bb
On the surface of who I am.
Bb - F - Gm - Eb - Bb - F