Runrig - Life is

Life is h^Aard, somehow Life is c^C#mold, someh^Aow It can make you, it can b^Ereak you In p^Dieces all aro^Aund

There is ^Ano return Once the s^C#meal is undon^Ae Morning dawning with life ab^Eounding But in t^Dime we all must f^Aall ^DAnd it seems to ^Abe this ^Eway ^AHearts change and b^Drightness fad^Aes ^DAnd it l^Eeaves you f^Aacing the d^Days When your h^F#mope is blown apa^Bmrt ^D Life is h^Aard

I walk you d^Aown that road It's the o^C#mnly road we k^Anow Nights so blinding, the world den^Eying That l^Dove so loved the w^Aorld ^DWhat words to e^Aase the p^Eain ^AA life to l^Dive ag^Aain ^DWhat can l^Eift you u^Ap from this p^Dlace Where you h^F#mold a broken he^Bmart ^D Life is h^Aard