Frank Turner - Be more kind

^EHistory's been ^G#leaning on me ^C#mlately ^E I can f^F#eel the future breathing down my ^Bneck And ^Eall the things I t^G#hought were true when ^C#mI was young, and y^Eou were too Turned ^F#out to be broken, I ^Bdon't know what comes next

^C#mIn a world that has ^Adecided that it's ^Egoing to lose its ^Bmind Be more ^C#mkind, my friends, ^Atry to be more ^Ekind

They've ^Estarted raising wal^G#ls around the w^C#morld now ^E Like ^F#hackles raised upon a cornered ^Bcat O^En the borders ^G#in our heads between ^C#mthings that can and ^Ecan't be said W^F#e stopped talking to each other and there's ^Bsomething wrong with that

^C#mSo before you go out s^Aearching, don't ^Edecide what you'll^B find Be more ^C#mkind, my friends, ^Atry to be more ^Ekind

You should ^Akn^G#mow you're not^C#m alone ^F# Trouble ^Aco^G#mmes and troubl^C#me goes ^F# How this ^Aen^G#mds no one^C#m knows ^F# So, hold on ^Ati^G#mght when the wind^C#m blows

The w^Eind blew both of ^G#us to sand and ^C#msea ^E And w^F#here the dry lands stands is hard to ^Bsay As the c^Eurrent drags us b^G#y the shore we ^C#mcan no longer ^Esay for sure Who's d^F#rowning, or if they can be save^Bd

But ^C#mwhen you're out there ^Afloundering, like a ^Elighthouse I will ^Bshine Be more ^C#mkind, my friends, ^Atry to be more ^Ekind Like a^C#m beacon reaching o^Aut to you and ^Eyours, for me and ^Bmine Be more ^C#mkind, my friends, ^Atry to be more ^Ekind In a^C#m world that has de^Acided that it's ^Egoing to lose its ^Bmind Be more ^C#mkind, my friends, ^Atry to be more ^Ekind