Patrick Park - Life is a song

^CYou say life is a dream where we ^Gcan't say what we mean ^AmMaybe just some ^Groadside scene ^Fthat we're driving past ^CThere's no telling where we'll be in a ^Gday or in a week ^CAnd there's no ^Gpromises of peace ^For of happiness

^CWell is this why you cling to ^Gevery little thing ^AmAnd polverize and ^Gderrange all your ^Fsenses Maybe ^Clife is a song but you're ^Gscared to song along ^CUntil the ^Gvery ^Fending

^GOh, it's ^Amtime to let ^Ggo of everyt^Fhing we used to k^Cnow ^AmIdeas that ^Gstrengthen who we've ^Fbeen ^AmIt's time to cut ^Gties that won't ^Fever free our ^Cminds ^AmFrom the chains ^Gand shackles that they're ^Fin

^GOh, tell me what good is ^Csaying that you're free In a d^Gark and storming sea ^AmYou're chained to your ^Ghistory, you're ^Fsurely sinking fast ^CYou say that you know that the ^Ggood Lord's in control ^CHe's gonna bless and ^Gkeep your tired and ^Foh so restless soul But at the ^Cend of the day when every ^Gprice has been paid ^AmYou're gonna rise and sit ^Gbeside him on ^Fsome old seat of gold And ^Cwon't you tell me why you live like ^Gyou're afraid to die ^CYou'll die like ^Gyou're afraid to ^Fgo

^GOh, it's ^Amtime to let ^Ggo of everyt^Fhing we used to k^Cnow ^AmIdeas that stren^Ggthen who we've b^Feen ^AmIt's time to cut ^Gties that won't ^Fever free our ^Cminds ^AmFrom the chains and s^Ghackles that they're ^Fin ^AmFrom the chains and ^Gshackles that they're ^Fin

Well ^Clife is a dream 'cause we're all ^Gwalking in our sleep ^AmYou could see us ^Gstand in lines like ^Fwe're dead upon our feet And we ^Cbuild our house of cards and then we ^Gwait for it to fall ^CAlways forget how s^Gtrange it is just to ^Fbe alive at ^Call