The Eye

| C#m | C#m | E | E | C#m | C#m | E |

E                           C#m                      E
. We're finally learning to fight now, we take to it well
                    C#m               E
'Till we are pure potential, imaginal cells
                  A                              G#m
You always were a wild one, you like to bend the rules
                  A                               B   | B |
But baby when the time comes I might surprise you too

    A          B
You laugh like nothing can touch you
    E           C#m
The skies might open above you
         A                       B
When the rain pours down and the wind whips high
     G#m                  A               | C#m |
This love is a hurricane, you are the eye
C#m               | E |
. You are the eye

E                   C#m                        E
. I can't make a connection, don't trust it to hold
                         C#m                        E
Though we cling to each other through the battering storm
                A                            G#m
Pain passes but slowly and pleasure gone too soon
              A                       B     | B |
A copper manzanita we have to burn to bloom

    A          B
You laugh like nothing can touch you
    E           C#m
The skies might open above you
         A                       B
When the rain pours down and the wind whips high
     G#m                  A               | B |
This love is a hurricane, you are the eye

          B                    C#m          | C#m | A |
I'll stop telling you what you want to hear
     A                  B    | B | B |
Stop waiting for me to arrive
        B                     C      | C | A |
We keep ripping apart the atmosphere
        A                       B
But the change is what keep us alive
         |C#m    |
Keeps us alive

| C#m | E | E | A | A | B | B |

    A          B
You laugh like nothing can touch you
    E           C#m
The skies might open above you
         A                       B
When the rain pours down and the wind whips high
     G#m                  A
This love is a hurricane, you are the eye
A          B
Laugh like nothing can touch you
    E           C#m
The skies might open above you
         A                       B
When the rain pours down and the wind whips high
     G#m                  A               | C#m |
This love is a hurricane, you are the eye
|C#m               | E |E                  | C#m |
 . You are the eye      . You are the eye

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