Blind Pilot - We are the tide

^COur time was ever on the road, the riders is in what we m^Fake, Oh^C to hear, to hear of how in this give and^F take, But hear it thi^Gs way, hear it this w^Fay, alright.^C

The^C war is our hearts and lovers in the band we lo^Fve, We k^Ceep breaking our backs, hoping that it gives enou^Fgh, Oh, w^Ghat do you need, what do you n^Feed,

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

^CToo mad, I'm in love with everybody on the city bu^Fs, Feel^C the push and pull, hoping that it doesn't mean ^Fmuch. Oh what do you^G see, what do you ^Fsee,

And every^Cbody on the street is singing like it's Sunday,^F So we k^Ceep inside and you look steady at ^Fme. ^GAh... ^{F G}Ah.... ^F

And w^Ce don't know what left, but we feel it's coming back so^Fon, So we're^C standing in the street staring at a blood red moo^Fn, We are the ^Gtide, we are the tid^Fe, And non^Ge of us save the day, the war it told yo^Cu.