VERSE 3:
If your life is a
[E] rough bed, of
[B7sus4] brambles and
[E] nails
[A] And your
[A/G#] spirit's a
[F#m] slave to man's
[D] whips and man's
[E] jails
[B7sus4] Where you thirst and you
[E] hunger for
[B7sus4] justice and
[E] right
[A] And your
[A/G#] heart is a
[F#m] pure flame of
[D] man's constant
[E] night
REPEAT BRIDGE:
BRIDGE EXTENDED:
And heaven has its
[A] ways, when all will harmon-
[E]-ise
And you
[C#m] know what's in our
[F#m] hearts, the dream will real-
[C#]-ise
REPEAT CHORUS: [x2]