Cifra de Hindsight And Photographs - Max McNown
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Intro
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[Verso 1]
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Didn't have two lines to say, I don't know
Ive heard it called "providence"
The hand of God inside the glove of circumstance
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Singing songs on the edge of this stage
[Refrão]
I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire
Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands
But the older get, the less that I know
All I know is I don't understand
In hindsight and photographs, right where am
I find God wherever I can
[Verso 2]
It ain't always teardrops in a church pew
Sometimes it's white-knuckle fists, screaming at the sky in my
bedroom
The face of a mountain that I'm dead-set on climbing
a one-way to freedom you take when you find it
I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire
Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands
[Refrão]
But the older get, the less that I know
All I know is I don't understand
In hindsight and photographs, right where am
I find God wherever I can
{Spoken By Maxs Grandfather}
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it's given me a tremendous perspective on humility
If we forget the past, we forfeit the present
-and we don't prepare for the future
Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the confidence of things not seen'
-from where I am now and where I
want to go in the future
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So that when we look back over our life-whether it's photographs
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or, you know, in hindsight-Providence is the hand
of God in the glove of circumstances
I think it's just so simple, but it's so profound."
[Refrão]
I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire
Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands
But the older get, the less that I know
But theres one thing I might understand
In hindsight and photographs, breakups and breaking down
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Sunsets and sunrises, her eyes so golden brown
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Grandpa's old sermons in living and learning
In a cracked windshield, blacktop, long nights with my band
I find God wherever I am
I find God wherever I am