(D)Has our (G)con science shown?

(D)Has hymns the (G)sweet breeze blown?

(D)Has all (G)kind ness gone?

(D)Hope love still (G)lin gers on.

I All the words that I’ve been read ing sit have now start ed the act of bleed y ing I (G)in to one.

(D)Are we (G)lis ten ing

(D)to hymns of (G)of fer ing?

(D)Have we (G)eyes to see

(D)that love is (G)gath er ing?

I drink my self of new found pit y, sit ting a lone in New act York Cit y and I (G)don’t know why.

(G)In to one.

So I walk up on high,

and I step to the edge

to see my world be low.

And I laugh at my self,

as the tears roll down,

’cause it’s the world I know.

Oh, it’s the world I know.

Oh, it’s the world I know.

Yeah, I walk up on high,

and I step to the edge

to see my world be low.

And I laugh at my self,

as the tears roll down,

’cause it’s the world I know.

Oh, it’s the world I know.