Blind Pilot - We are the tide

^BOur time was ever on the road, the riders is in what we m^Eake, Oh^B to hear, to hear of how in this give and^E take, But hear it thi^Gbs way, hear it this wa^Ey, alright. ^B

The^B war is our hearts and lovers in the band we lo^Eve, We k^Beep breaking our backs, hoping that it gives enou^Egh, Oh, w^Gbhat do you need, what do you ne^Eed,

Oh man th^Bere's ladders to the sky, building up a high^E rise, Oh man we^B won't last long but we're giving it our bes^Et try, Don^Gb't you know you're alive, you know you're aliv^Ee, None of us save the ^Gbday, the war it told ^Byou.

^BToo mad, I'm in love with everybody on the city bu^Es, Feel^B the push and pull, hoping that it doesn't mean ^Emuch. Oh what do you^Gb see, what do you s^Eee,

And every^Bbody on the street is singing like it's Sunday,^E So we k^Beep inside and you look steady at ^Eme. ^GbAh... ^E A^Gbh.... ^E

And w^Be don't know what left, but we feel it's coming back so^Eon, So we're^B standing in the street staring at a blood red moo^En, We are the ^Gbtide, we are the tide^E, And non^Gbe of us save the day, the war it told you^B.