Toad the Wet Sprocket - Little heaven

opened my ^Deyes the fire had ^Amcome ^{C G} not for the ^Dend of ^Amdays ^Cnot for the faithless ^Gones ^Dnot for vision ^Amunderstood ^Cburns because it ^Ghas to burn ^Dchange'll happen ^Amwhether we are ^Cstill or ^Gmoving ^{Cmaj7 D}breathe in waves of ^Cmaj7doubt ^Gbitter in your ^Cmouth you will ex^Dhale cinnamon ^Cclouds ^{G C G} when it is ^Dquiet and ^Amstill ^Ci can feel older h^Gere change what i ^Dcan and ^Ampray the h^Cope will not disappe^Gar when we are ^Dnot denying ^Amanything ^Cnothing is an ^Genemy ^Ddelicately ^Ambalancing the ^Cperfect ^Gworld ^{Cmaj7 D}ride these waves of ^Cmaj7doubt ^Gbitter in your ^Cmouth you will exh^Dale cinnamon clouds ^Clittle heaven ^Glittle heaven ^{C D C}little heaven ^Glittle heaven

^Driding waves of ^Cmaj7doubt ^Gturns me inside ^Cout i will exh^Dale primal shout

^Clittle heaven ^Glittle heaven ^{C D C}little heaven ^Glittle heaven i unders^Ctand the ^Gfire will come ^Clittle heaven ^Glittle heaven not for the ^Cstrength of ^Dwill or ^Cpassion of anyon^Ge i unders^Ctand the ^Dfire will come ^{Cmaj7 G} not for the ^Cend of ^Ddays ^Cnot for the ^Gfaithless ones ^{Cmaj7 D}