Chuck Ragan - The flame in the flood

^AmIn the backwaters be^Fyond fables and years Is f^Creedom in^E moving on ^AmThere's a silence that may ^Fbe heard loud and clear In the ^Csimple, wild, and^E natural cadence

^FKeep my eyes opened ^CKeep my ears sharpened ^EThere's nothing to fear ^AmBut fear itself in ^FOh desperation, ^Cchasing horizons ^EIn the flame and the fl^Amood

^AmThrough the briers and the b^Frambles in my tears There's n^Co failure in ^Etrue survival ^AmOr the trials and tales of o^Fld that cut me near Will h^Celp keep my head ^Eabove the water

^FKeep my eyes opened ^CKeep my ears sharpened ^EThere's nothing to fear ^AmBut fear itself in ^FOh desperation, ^Cchasing horizons ^EIn the flame and the fl^Amood