notre dame

C#m I’m in the rafters looking down E It’s cold up here B Between walls of stone Amaj7 I made my home A C#m E And the air hangs heavy with the incense B Feathers fall from pigeons A Cooing in the tower C#m I rarely go down there E The view’s just so beautiful from here Amaj7 Amaj7 Am A B Amaj7 And i can see everybody at their worst points At their worst points A C#m I’m not a sadist E I enjoy just being able to be witness Of the loneliness and fear B I abhor in case there isn’t one Amaj7 In case there isn’t one C#m I’m not a higher power I just live in the ceiling E C#m Cause i’m lonely on the fringes E B And it gives my life some meaning in the exile G#m A Amaj7 In my exile C#m A C#m The grey light filters through slabs E And the flagstones glow B Bright from the stained glass A A hundred feet below C#m E As i tiptoe creaking over prayers B Pleading with their maker A Crying with the choir C#m I’m not immune to the sincerity E Below me, makes me feel It makes me holy But the tears i understand B That i do not below Amaj7 No i do not belong C#m Watching the figures all the saints E But mostly sinners come and go Some are desperate B But the others have the sense that they do belong Amaj7 And i do not belong C#m Some only talk towards the heavens E When the end is feeling desperate Have the overwhelming feeling B That there's nobody who's looking down Amaj7 At least i’m looking down Outro A C#m C# A E C# E