Verse 1:
                          Dbm
I'm in the rafters looking  down
     E
It's cold up here
              B
Between walls of stone
         A
I made my home
        Dbm
And the air hangs
               E
Heavy with the incense
                   B
Feathers fall from pigeons
              A
Cooing in the tower

Chorus:
Dbm
  I rarely go down there, the view's just
   E
So beautiful from here and I can see everybody
         B
At their worst points
         A
At their worst points
Dbm
  I'm not a sadist, I enjoy just being able
      E
To be witness of the loneliness and be a higher power
              B
In case there isn't one
              A
In case there isn't one
Dbm
  I'm not a higher power, I just live in the ceiling
           E
'Cause I'm lonely on the fringes, and it gives my life some meaning
       B
In the exile
      A
In my exile
                                   Dbm
The grey light filters through roof  slabs

Verse 2:
        E
And the flagstones glow
                       B
Bright from the stained glass
                 A
a hundred feet below
     Dbm
As I tiptoe
              E
Creaking over prayers
                    B
Pleading with their maker
                A    Dbm
Crying with the choir

Chorus:

I'm not immune to the sincerity below me
         E
Makes me feel, it makes me holy, but the tears I understand
          B
That I do not belong
         A
No, I do not belong
Dbm
  Watching the figures, all the saints, but mostly sinners
         E
Come and go and some are desperate, but the others have
                    B
The sense that they do belong
         A
And I do not belong
Dbm
  Some only turn towards the heavens when the end
           E
Is feeling desperate, have the overwhelming feeling
                          B
That there's nobody who's looking down
             A
At least I'm looking down

Outro:
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