The Atheist Christmas Carol

EADGbe
[A]
[Am7]
[Asus2]
[Asus4]
[F#m]
[D]
[E]

[A]It's the season of grace coming out of the void,
Where a man is saved by a voice[Am7] in the [F#m]distance. [E]    [A]

It's the season of possible miracle cures,
Where hope is currency [Am7]and death is [F#m]not, the last unknown.
Where [D]time begins to fade,
And age, is welcome[A] home.

It's the season of eyes meeting over the noise,
And holding fast with [Am7]sharp realiz[F#m]ation.[E]   [A]
It's the season of cold making warmth a divine intervention[Am7],     [F#m]

You are safe here you know.

D[D]on't forget,

Don't forget I love,

I love,
I l[A]ove you[Am7].
D[D]on't forget,

Don't forget I love,

I love,
I l[A]ove you.[Asus2]        [A]            [Asus4]

[A]It's the season of scars and of wounds in the heart,
Of feeling the full weight of [Am7]our [F#m]burdens[A].

It's the season of bowing our heads in the wind,
And knowing we are n[Am7]ot a[F#m]lone in fear,
Not alone in the dark.[E]

D[D]on't forget,

Don't forget I love,

I love,
I l[A]ove you[Am7].
D[D]on't forget,

Don't forget I love,

I love,
I l[A]ove you[Am7].
D[D]on't forget,

Don't forget I love,

I love,
I l[A]ove you[Am7].
D[D]on't forget,

Don't forget I love,

I love,
I l[A]ove you.[D]   [A]