Intro: F#m C#m



F#m                                                   C#m                                    
  Later that day we made our way to the old cathedral door

A flame, a figure, a shadow
      
Walked away towards the tower alone
F#m
  We must be close nearby

Hope cannot find our own way
        C#m
Through dark, it's cold, I'm told it's gray
                                 A
There's a light that never grows dim



       B               F#m                                        A
But if all can be made right there's still a chance on New Years' Day
       B                       F#m                               A
And if Grace were here I would love to see her face somehow, someway
       B                F#m
And if all is well that means there's still a chance in hell



        A               B                     F#m
You are safe here, safe here in these arms of mine
         A            B                    F#m
There is shelter, shelter from the mire of life
A              B            F#m
Claiming sanctuary from the fire that drove you in
        A               B                     F#m
You are safe here, safe here in these arms of mine



F#m
  Climbing the stairs towards heaven
                            C#m
Making our own way into the room

Empty, barren

Not another soul in sight
F#m
  Then when the moon came crawling
                              C#m
There in the night, a great divide

A whisper, a motion, a calling

We're the 99 all right



A        B               F#m                                        A
  But if all can be made right there's still a chance on New Years' Day
       B                       F#m                               A
And if Grace were here I would love to see her face somehow, someway
       B                F#m
And if all is well that means there's still a chance in hell



        A               B                     F#m
You are safe here, safe here in these arms of mine
         A            B                    F#m
There is shelter, shelter from the mire of life
A              B            F#m
Claiming sanctuary from the fire that drove you in
        A               B                     F#m
You are safe here, safe here in these arms of mine



F#m
  Now a tradition said
                     C#m
Buying penance did a wrong and right

A great collapse

Great collapse



        A               B                     F#m
You are safe here, safe here in these arms of mine
         A            B                    F#m
There is shelter, shelter from the mire of life
A              B            F#m
Claiming sanctuary from the fire that drove you in
        A               B                     F#m
You are safe here, safe here in these arms of mine