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(INTRO)
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My arms are tired and weary
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These wounds are on full display
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I’ve tried every
Gb
door in the h
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allway
There'
Bbm
s just now
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here that
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I feel s
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afe
(CHO)
I
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see the light but never f
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ind the su
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rface
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I don’t know if I can
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swim no more
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White knuckles and wild horses
Bbm
One day we’ll
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wash up on m
Gb
ercy’s
s
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hore
Bbm
One day we’ll
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wash up on m
Gb
ercy’s
s
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hore
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Ooh oooh oooh oooh
Ooh
Gb
oooh oooh
Bbm
oooh
Db
Ooh
Gb
oooh oooh
Db
oooh
(VER)
Db
I’m lost in the waves that crush me
They bring discovery where
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darkness
h
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ides
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Just over the ridge in front of you
Bbm
Another
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mountain that you’l
Gb
l have to cl
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imb
(CHO)
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I see the light but never find the surface
I don’t know if I can
Ab
swim no m
Gb
ore
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White knuckles and wi
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ld
horses
Bbm
One day we’ll
Ab
wash up on
Gb
mercy’s
s
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hore
Bbm
One day we’ll
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wash up on
Gb
mercy’s
s
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hore
Db
Oh woah
Gb
woah
wo
Db
ah
Oh woah
Gb
woah
wo
Bbm
ah
Ab
Oh woah
Gb
woah
wo
Db
ah
(INTERLUDE)
A
Gbm
Db
Gbm
Db
Gb
Gbm
Db
Eb
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(VER)
Bbm
We’re a child in the
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car
asleep
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In the driveway at
Gb
night
Bbm
Our mother’s gonna
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slowly
sneak
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Our body i
Gb
nside
Bbm
We can rest in the
Ab
arms of trust
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There’s no way that we can sa
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y
Bbm
We’ve earned our
Ab
way into light
All we
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have to do to is
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stay
(CHO)
I
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see the light but never find the surface
I don’t know if I can
Ab
swim no mo
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re
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White knuckles and wild horses
Bbm
One day we’ll
Ab
wash up on
Gb
mercy’s
s
Db
hore
Bbm
One day we’ll
Ab
wash up on
Gb
mercy’s
s
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hore
Db
Oh wo-oah
Gb
wo-oah
Db
wo-oah
Oh wo-oah wo-oah
Bbm
wo-oah
Ab
Oh
Gb
wo-oah wo-oah
Db
wo-oah
Db
Oh wo-oah
Gb
wo-oah
Db
wo-oah
Oh wo-oah wo-oah
Bbm
wo-oah
Ab
Oh
Gb
wo-oah wo-oah
Db
wo-oah
(OUTRO)
Db
I’ve been battling a broken heart
Everybody knows I’m torn apart
Since I was eight years old and I thought that
God was a girl in my school
If we can wind up on a sandy beach
Breathin’ air that only death can reach
And singing songs that only heaven leaves
It’s okay with me
And God is wanting us to make believe
But knowing something is only a dream
Like the
Bbm
absolutes and the
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in-between
Are out of line, sometimes, intertwined, behind
A mind, in line, and fights that only fools are still trying to fight