Porcupine Tree - Of the new day

^AHold your fear in ^C#mcheck my dear It's got no ^Bplace here There's ^Eno ^F#mneed ^Eto ^G#mfight ^A Just drift ^C#maway on the ^Bnew day^{E A} Find yourself a b^C#metter way To meet the ^Bfuture It's ^Eall ^F#mthat ^Eyou ^G#mcrave ^A A silhou^C#mette of the ^Bnew day^{E G}

^A Walk away from ^C#mwhat you love And all your ^Bpeople ^Emove^F#m int^Eo ^G#mfog ^A But live ^C#magain on the ^Bnew day^{E A} Raise your head and fill your ^C#mlungs Breathe the ^Bautumn ^Esh^F#mame ^Eto^G#m be down^A In this ^C#mthrall of the ^Bnew day^{E G}

^Amaj7 The hour of almost ^Fmaj7rain ^{D Amaj7} When night becomes the ^Fmaj7day ^D

^A Daily finds you ^C#mtearing out All thе ^Bpages That ^Eheld ^F#mall ^Eyour ^G#mthoughts^A When you ^C#mdrеam of the ^Bnew day^{E A} It's not the world that ^C#mshrinks from you It's the ^Bold days that ^Eline ^F#mup b^Eeh^G#mind ^A Mon^C#molith of the ^Bnew day^{E G}

^Amaj7 The hour of almost ^Fmaj7rain ^{D Amaj7} When night becomes the ^Fmaj7day ^D