John Mark McMillan — Counting On
A D When the night stops pushing up the day A E When the miles drop me on the open planes A D When I??ve lost grace with the lady of the dawn A E F#m You??re what I??m counting on A E A You??re what I??m counting on A D Where the hounds run and track me in my sleep A E When I can??t trust the company I keep A D When I??ve pushed past the point of pressing on A E F#m You??re what I??m counting on A E A You??re what I??m counting on A D I??m throwing stones A D Up at your window A D I??m casting shadows A D Upon your door A D Where the bombs break right outside my door A E And I can??t shake the onset of my wars A D When the stakes are raised and we hold the hand we??ve drawn A E You??re what I??m counting on A D I??m throwing stones A D Up at your window A D I??m casting shadows A D Upon your door
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