EB
Again tonight I sang a song,
C#mE
a prayer if you will
EB
Fell to the floor on blackened knees,
C#mE
and all the trees fell still
EB
Pressed my hands between my thighs,
C#mE
and poured the thistle milk
EB
Begged the thunderbolts to strike
C#mE
and mark me as alive
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
C#mE
Scented the night
EB
And so I finished up my prayer,
C#mE
rose slowly and I stared
EB
But I was empty as a grave
C#mB
and ghostless was the air
EB
Lay back to bed and dulled my eyes
C#mG#m
and searched those fruitless skies
EB
Again begged the thunderbolt to strike
EC#m
to mark me or else I would die
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
C#mE
Scented the night
EB
And in the second before I sleep
EB
And in the second before I sleep
EB
Did I believe what I did see?
C#mG#m
Did I believe what came to me?
EB
Appeared a figure of a man,
C#mG#m
waving upon the hill
EB
To the window I ran
C#mG#m
and saw what he had sent
EB
Children of a private world,
C#mE
to be conceived in milk
EB
A hundred marching to my door
C#mE
All bringing dreams to drink
E
Thank God I'm alive!
E
Thank God I'm alive!
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
C#mG#m
Oh the lilies on the hill
EB
Oh the lilies on the hill
C#mE
Scented the night
E - B - C#m - B (in the 7th fret, i know it should sound the same but it gives it something different)
E-B-E