Attalus - Desolate isle

^C#mWhere is the peace that they promised we’d find? ^G#mPeace for our cities our children our minds? ^AWe are desperate and lost on the winds ^C#mOf ideals that keep changing their course ^G#mUtopian dreamers only bring us new wars ^AWe are desolate at another dead end

^ASo why does the tide always brings us to t^C#mhis? ^BIf heaven is real why’s it easy to ^G#mmiss? ^AI want life but I’m content to e^C#mxist ^G#mWithout knowing my purpo^G#se

^C#mWhere are the prophets the priests and the kings ^G#mWho looked beyond nature for the nature of things? ^AThey’ve been ignored And called primitive men^C#m cause their theories weren’t fully evolved ^G#mThey believed mysteries that science can’t solve ^ABut I’m unsure that we’re wiser than them

^AWe look at the world through a narrower ^C#mlens ^BWe follow our reason and stop where she ^G#mends ^AWe put faith in our senses and forsake common ^C#msense ^G#mIt’s disorder but we call it a new world^G# order

Are we so righteous that we can make all the wrongs r^G#might? ^EAre we so enlightened that we can turn darkness to li^G#mght? (No) ^C#mWe’re just the cynics proclaiming the fl^G#maws ^F#mWe aim our polemic at ^C#mpolitical l^Baws ^AWe’re fighting the symptoms because we c^C#man’t see ^G#mOur greed is the cause - (Oh yes, our gre^G#ed is the cause)

^C#mWe stand as judges when we ^G#mshould be standing on trial ^F#mWe’re the ones who make ^C#mthis world a deso^Blate isle ^AWe’re the problem – every f^C#mather every mother every ^G#mchild ^G#

^C#mOn this rock we’ve taken our sta^G#mnd Joined by the l^F#meagues of men now buried in sa^G#mnd ^C#mBabylon – we’ll build her aga^G#min The great city of m^F#man But this time we^G#m'll be sure she ^G#will stand! ^C#mBut on this rock the castles will fa^G#mll

^F#mWe can’^G#mt keep ^Athe w^C#maves of time from reaching^G#m the wal^G#ls (Oh dear humanity, where is your sanity?) ^C#mEvery man – the great and the sma^G#mll

^F#mWhen th^G#me Tide ^Aovert^C#makes us Justice will take^G#m us all ^G# (Justice will break us, shake us just in time to see our wretched seeds)

Are we so righteous that we can make all the wrongs righ^G#mt? ^EAre we so enlightened that we can turn darkness to light^G#m? ^EAre we s^F#mo righte^G#mous that g^C#mrace doesn’t have any worth? ^{G#m E}Are we s^B/D#o enligh^A/C#tened that ^Bwe can build heaven on earth?^G#m

^EAre we so righteous grace has no longer has wo^G#mrth? (Who can save us?) ^EAre we so enlightened that we can build heaven on ear^G#mth? (Who can save us?) ^EAre we so righteous we can make all the wrongs r^G#might? (Who can save us?) ^EAre we so enlightened we can turn darkness to li^G#mght? (Who can save us?) ^AAre we convinced that ^Amwe can save oursel^Eves?