Ordinary (2025, UK, AUS & IRE No 1) (video)

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1. They say, "The holy water's watered down

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and this town's lost its faith, our colors will fade eventually."

Em

So if our time is runnin' out,

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day after day, we'll make the mundane our masterpiece.

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Oh my, my, oh, my, my love, I take one look at you !

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You're takin' me out of the ordinary,

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I want you layin' me down 'til we're dead and buried.

Em

On the edge of your knife, stayin' drunk on your vine,

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the angels up in the clouds are jealous knowin' we found

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somethin' so out of the ordinary.

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You got me kissin' thе ground of your sanctuary,

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shatter me with your touch, oh, Lord, return mе to dust,

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the angels up in the clouds are jealous knowin' we found.

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2. Hopeless hallelujah, on this side of Heaven's gate.

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Oh, my life, how do ya breathe and take my breath away ?

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At your altar I will pray, you're the sculptor, I'm the clay. Oh my, my !

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You're takin' me out of the ordinary,

Bm A

I want you layin' me down 'til we're dead and buried.

Em G

On the edge of your knife, stayin' drunk on your vine,

Bm A

the angels up in the clouds are jealous knowin' we found

Em - G

somethin' so out of the ordinary.

Bm - A

You got me kissin' thе ground of your sanctuary,

Em G

shatter me with your touch, oh, Lord, return mе to dust,

Bm A

the angels up in the clouds are jealous knowin' we found.

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+ Somethin' so heavenly, higher than ecstasy

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whenever you're next to me, oh, my, my !

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World was in black and white until I saw your light,

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I thought you had to die to find.

Em

You're takin' me out of the ordinary,

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I want you layin' me down 'til we're dead and buried.

Em G

On the edge of your knife, stayin' drunk on your vine,

Bm A

the angels up in the clouds are jealous knowin' we found

Em - G

somethin' so out of the ordinary.

Bm - A

You got me kissin' thе ground of your sanctuary,

Em G

shatter me with your touch, oh, Lord, return mе to dust,

Bm A - Em

the angels up in the clouds are jealous knowin' we found.

(Alex Warren)