Julie Fowlis - Into the open air

This ^Dlove, ^Dsus2it is a ^Ddistant ^Gstar ^GGuiding us home ^Dwherever w^Bme are This ^Dlove, ^Dsus2it is a ^Dburning ^Gsun ^GShining light on the ^Dthings that we've^Bm done I ^Bmtry to speak to you e^Gveryday But each ^Aword we spoke, the ^Gwind blew ^Daway ^GCould these walls come ^Dcrumbling ^Adown? ^GI want to feel my ^Dfeet on the ^Aground ^GAnd leave behind this ^Dprison we ^Ashare Step ^Ginto the ^Aopen ^Dair D Dsus2 D G G Bm How ^Ddid^Dsus2 we let it ^Dcome to ^Gthis? ^GWhat we just tasted we som^Bmehow still miss How ^Bmwill it feel when this d^Gay is done And ^Acan we keep what we've ^Gonly begun? ^GAnd now these walls come ^Dcrumbling ^Adown ^GAnd I can feel my ^Dfeet on the ^Aground ^GCan we carry this ^Dlove that we ^Ashare ^GInto the ^Aopen ^Dair ^GInto the ^Aopen ^Dair ^GInto the ^Aopen ^Dair This ^Dlove^Dsus2, it is a ^Dburning ^Gsun