View Guitar Chords for Shelter from the storm - chords ver. 5
'TwAas in another lifEetime, one Dof toil and bloAod WheAn blackness was Ea virtue andD the road was fAull of mud I coAme in from the Ewilderness, aD creature void Aof form. &quoAt;Come in,&Equot; she said, "ID'll give you shelter from Athe storm."And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Not a word was spoke between us, there was no risk involved Nothing up to that point had even been resolved. Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Now the bonds are broken, but they can be retied, by one more journey to the woods, the holes where spirits hide. It's a never ending battle for a peace that's always torn "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." I've heard newborn babies cryin' like a moanin' dove And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." And now there’s a wall between us, something else been lost I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed. And just to think it all began on an uneventful morn, "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes I bargained for salvation an' she give me a lethal dose. I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line Beauty walks on a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born, "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."