Nicol Sponberg - We stand

We ^Gstand - ^D/F#In a dreaded ^Emplace, Dream^Gs dressed in ^D/F#black, tears on each ^Emface. We ^Cstand - On a d^Emay so ^Ddark, With ^Cshattered souls, ^Emthe saddest of h^Dearts, ^AmSorrows and ^G/Bquestions hang in the ^Dair, But ^Amwe refuse to^G/B give in to ^Ddespair...

We ^GStand - Though ^D/F#this is not the end, We ^EmStand - Trusting we'll ^D/F#see them again. In a ^Csea of grief and h^G/Beartache - B^Deaten by the waves, W^Ce have a hope that ^G/Bgives us s^Dtrength. We ^CSt^G/Ba ^D nd - W^Ce ^G/BSta -^D nd

We ^Gstand - ^D/F#Trying desperate^Emly, to ^Greconcile ^D/F#all we beli^Emeve, We ^Cstand - ^G/BHolding tightly ^Dto the ^Ccertainties ^G/Bthat get us ^Dthrough. I ^Amknow God is ^G/Bsovereign, He's ^Dperfect and wise, Fo^Amr now every ^G/Bprayer - We ask ^Dwhy?

We ^GStand - Though ^D/F#this is not the end, We ^EmStand - Trusting we'll ^Dsee them again. In a ^Csea of grief and h^G/Beartache - B^Deaten by the waves, W^Ce have a hope that ^G/Bgives us s^Dtrength. We ^GSta -- ^Cnd

We ^Emlong, we ^Gyearn, an^Dd we ache; For the ^Emday we ^Gsee Your ^Dfa -- ce.

We ^GStand - Though ^D/F#this is not the end, We ^EmStand - Trusting w^D/F#e'll see them again. In a ^Csea of grief and h^G/Beartache - B^Deaten by the waves, W^Ce have a hope th^G/Bat gives us s^Dtrength.

We ^GStand - Though ^D/F#this is not the end, We ^EmStand - Trusting w^D/F#e'll see them again. In a ^Csea of grief and h^G/Beartache - B^Deaten by the waves, W^Ce have a hope th^G/Bat gives us s^Dtrength.

We ^CSt^G/Ba ^D nd - We ^CSta^G/B - n^Dd We ^CSta^{G/B D}nd - We ^CSta^G/B - n^Dd [long pause] G D/F# Em C D C D Em9