St Peters Bones

 G              D
Growing tired, barely walking
  Em          D
Walking over this sweet grave
 C                 G
Winds grew bolder, bruised my shoulder
 D
Not much left to say

 G                   D
Sweet and spare now, holy sparrow
 Em           D
Singing softly outside
 C                G
When it's colder, we'll feel older
 D
Not much left to hide


Chorus:
       Em   C            G
We are breathing, we are seething
       Em      C   D
We are hardly underway
         G    D             G   C
We have high hopes like the old popes
     G           D      G
Even St. Peter's bones decay


        G                D
In the old times, we made up rhymes
     Em              D
To sing ourselves to sleep at night
        C                   G
It was wild means, singing horse dreams
     D
Did nothing wrong and nothing right

Chorus

 Em    C           G
Making wishes like wine
 Em              G      D
Losing sleep and losing time
Em     C         G
Maybe silver or green
 C                   D
The world alive, the world unseen