Bukahara - Tales of the tides

I still re^Dmmember what it fe^Cels like To fall asle^Fep in the top of the ^Bbtrees Is it the r^Ceason I keep on f^Dmallin' In my ^Ddre^Aams^A7?

No one bel^Dmieves me, but ^CI have been there Just befo^Fre the waves began to^Bb rise Is it the r^Ceason I am n^Dmot afraid Of being ca^Dught in the ^A ript^A7ides? ^Gm

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Wh^Gmen

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even the tr^Fees are falling There's n^Dmowhere we can h^Cide ^GmIt's just like the ^Dmleaves when they die At the e^Fnd, it feels like ^Cflyin' ^GmBut then I hear the ^Fseas are callin' ^DmWe're still here to re^Cmind That all you^Gmr ends and beg^Dminnings Lie d^Feep in the t^Cales of the t^Dmides

Oh, there was a ^Dmmountain out in the ^Cdesert But it grew ^Fold at the bottom of the s^Bbea Is it the^C reason I could ^Dnever stay Wherever ^AI u^Asus4sed to b^A7e?

Oh, I still ^Dmremember how I f^Celt Just ^Fbefore the ice began to ^Bbmelt Is it the ^Creason why I ^Dmfeel so sure That every^Athing repeats it^A7self? ^Gm

(

Wh^Gmen

)

even the tr^Fees are falling There's n^Dmowhere we can h^Cide ^GmIt's just like the ^Dmleaves when they die At the e^Fnd, it feels like ^Cflyin' ^GmBut then I hear the ^Fseas are callin' ^DmWe're still here to re^Cmind That all you^Gmr ends and beg^Dminnings lie ^Fdeep in the ^Ctales of the tides

^GmWhen even the ^Ftrees are falling There's n^Dmowhere we can h^Cide ^GmIt's just like the ^Dmleaves when they die At the e^Fnd, it feels like ^Cflyin' ^GmBut then I hear the ^Fseas are callin' ^DmWe're still here to re^Cmind That all you^Gmr ends and beg^Dminnings lie ^Fdeep in the ^Ctales of the tides