Tow'rs - Helm

^EmI could see my breath in the ^Amcold June morning ^Cair ^{Em G}The sun was ^Ampouring over your ^Cmother’s hair

^GI was biting my ^Ambottom lip and ^Cspeaking with walls ^{G Em}I was holding with a ^Amwhite knuckled grip what ^Cwasn’t mine anymore

^AmAll I have wanted was those ^Fsweet words that ^Csaid ^Am Living is when you’re broken ^Flike bread,^C oh how those

Am^Dm F C Am F C Sweet Billows roll, Carry me, carry me, carry me home

^EmWe were waiting like ^Amsailors for the ^Cedge of the land ^GTaming my life with the ^Dmropes in my ^Chands

^GWe thought it so ^Ambitter, dark clouds ^Ctaking clear skies, ^GTurns out the ^Amrain gave us ^Clife

^AmAll I have wanted was those ^Fsweet words you ^Csaid ^AmLiving is when you’re broken ^Flike bread,^C oh how those

Am^Dm F C Sweet Billows roll,

^Am Carry me, carry me, carry ^Fme home ^C

^EmNo matter ^Amhow hard I tried, ^F Wrest^Cle t^Ghe helm from^Am the waves of ^Dmlife ^{C G}Just because we’re ^Embreathing doesn’t ^Cmean we are alive

^GYou’re the ^Csweetest reason I’ve ^Fcome to ^Cfind

^AmAll I have wanted was those ^Fsweet words you ^Csaid ^AmLiving is when you’re broken ^Flike bread,^C oh how those

Am^Dm F C Am F C Sweet Billows roll, Carry me, carry me, carry me home

Am^Dm F C Am F C Sweet Billows Roll, Carry me, carry me, carry me home

^Am Carry me, carry me, carry ^Fme ^Chome ^Am Carry me, carry me, carry ^Fme ^Chome