Young the Giant - Titus was born

^GTitus was born Under the ^Ceye of a storm Rain water ^Gcarried his bed Around the ^Cworld and back again Oh all the ^Gthings he did see ^EmLife is a dream ^AmDrifting at ^Csea So hard to ^Gbelieve

And so ^GTitus would grow Tall and ^Cstrong as an oak Rain water ^Gstuck in his head That filled him with ^Cwords unsaid Of all the ^Gthings he might be ^EmDrifted at sea At ^Amnight he would ^Cdream Of ^Godd storms at bay To ^Emwash the pain away ^AmRain's falling Falling on ^Cyou

^GAnd the storm, it was ^Amdriving ^CWashing away All the ^Gtrees on the island (^AmRain water, ^Crain water) ^GIn the air there was a ^Amsilence but it ^Cwashed it away ^GCrushing rocks by the sirens ^DIt's falling on ^Gyou

^Drain water rain water^{G Am D C D}Its falling on ^Gyou And the storm, it was driving^Am Washing away ^CAll the trees on the island (^DRain water, rain water) ^GIn the air there was a silence ^Ambut it washed it away ^CCrushing rocks by the sirens ^DIt's falling on ^Gyou ^{Am D C D}Rainwater, rainwater ^GFlow on the ^Aminside of ^Dyou The ^Crainwater's ^Dfalling on ^Amyou ^{C Am C}Falling on ^Amyouuuu^Cu