Blind Pilot - We are the tide

^GOur time was ever on the road, the riders is in what we m^Cake, Oh^G to hear, to hear of how in this give and^C take, But hear it thi^Ds way, hear it this w^Cay, alright.^G

The^G war is our hearts and lovers in the band we lo^Cve, We k^Geep breaking our backs, hoping that it gives enou^Cgh, Oh, w^Dhat do you need, what do you n^Ceed,

Oh man th^Gere's ladders to the sky, building up a high^C rise, Oh man we^G won't last long but we're giving it our bes^Ct try, Don^D't you know you're alive, you know you're ali^Cve, None of us save the ^Dday, the war it told^G you.

^GToo mad, I'm in love with everybody on the city bu^Cs, Feel^G the push and pull, hoping that it doesn't mean ^Cmuch. Oh what do you^D see, what do you ^Csee,

And every^Gbody on the street is singing like it's Sunday,^C So we k^Geep inside and you look steady at ^Cme. ^DAh... ^{C D}Ah.... ^C

And w^Ge don't know what left, but we feel it's coming back so^Con, So we're^G standing in the street staring at a blood red moo^Cn, We are the ^Dtide, we are the tid^Ce, And non^De of us save the day, the war it told yo^Gu.