Mighty Leviathan Of Old Acoustic chords by Vandaveer

D = 0-0-0-2-3-2
A7 = 0-0-2-0-2-0
Bm = 2-2-4-4-3-2
F#m = 2-4-4-2-2-2
G = 3-2-0-0-0-0

Intro:

    G*
e|-------------|
B|-------------|
G|-------------|
D|--------0----|
A|------2------|
E|--0h3--------|

Verse:
G*   D     A7     Bm     F#m
I found that I find the things that you find
 G     A7    D
Important rather peculiar
 D   A7    Bm     F#m
The space in between between you and me
    G     A7       D
Has grown darker and deep and bigger

G*

Verse:
D         A7       Bm      F#m
Were it not for the knots that we tied long and taught
 G    A7       D
We might not be hanging around
 G* D   A7     Bm   F#m
At opposite ends of a towering span
 G    A7     D
Over troubled waters below

Chorus:
Bm       F#     G B    D
Down a raging river with a deadly undertow
 D    A7     Bm      F#m
We circled the moat and you rocked the boat
 G     A7     D
Like a mighty leviathan of old

Verse:
D         A7       Bm      F#m
With cracks in our feet we beat foreign streets
G        A7        D
We got stranded, we canvassed for answers
G* D    A7       Bm      F#m
But the prayers we prayed fell silent and straight
G      A7     D
No a savior won't save when commanded

Verse:

G*

D         A7
So we marched through the dark
   Bm      F#m
With cast-iron hearts
   G     A7      D
And all the strength we could muster
G* D    A7       Bm      F#m
With torches in hand we surveyed the land
G    A7       D
And stumble one after the other


Chorus:
Bm        F#
Damned with blind ambition
 G B    D
To a glass house miles below
G* D     A7    Bm    F#m
And the garden did grow some roots down in droves
 G    A7      D
And blocked out the sun while it shone

(Riff)
D A7 G A7 D x2

Verse:
Bm
You tied a rope 'round my finger
F#m
You hoped for a dead ringer
  G  A          D
Yeah you draped it over a towering oak
 G*  D   A7    Bm      F#m
But the rain came down with a furious sound
  G    A7       D
And rusted that belt until it broke


Verse:
D     A7    Bm      F#m
So I clawed through the dirt, the soil of the Earth
G       A7       D
With bare hands that barely could shovel
G*  D      A7     Bm     F#m
And the canyon did flood with water and blood
 G      A7     D
From a thunderous storm up above

Chorus:
Bm           F#        G
Yes and God spoke clearly for the very first time in my life
G* D       A7     Bm     F#m
And the sounds he made were glorious and great
 G       A7     D
It was a tidal wave of rhythm

D A7 G A7 D x4