Capo: 1st fret
[INTRO]
Am G D
Am G D
[VERSE 1]
Am G D
When I sing these words into an empty room
Am G D
I’m not sure if they will even make a sound
Em
If I burn my paper courage
G
If I sow it in the ground
Am D
Will the ashes yield a seed to work around?
Am G D
There’s a hollow that once held a sense of youth
Am G D
A little patch of light I learned to cut into
Em
To cash it in for something wiser
G
I just want a little truth
Am D
From every fire and flood that feeds a deeper wound
[CHORUS]
Bm
It used to be like a creek
Em G C D
Flowing from a summit I could never see
Bm Em G
Now it’s frozen dry, carving lines around my eyes
C G
Tracing knots along my spine
Am C
It’s so hard to find the time to let it breathe
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
Em G D
Am G D
[VERSE 2]
Am G D
War is young in terms of time, but it’s got teeth
Am G D
Tearing families and futures at the seams
Em
Be it oil or gold or water
G
We have always treasured greed
Am D
We won’t bite the dying hand of history
Am G D
To my friends who think you’ll save yourselves some time
Am G D
Because your confidence has withered up and died
Em
You are more than what you carry
G
You are more than what you hide
Am D
You will never know how much you leave behind
[CHORUS]
Bm
It used to be like a creek
Em G C D
Flowing from a summit I could never see
Bm Em G
Now it’s frozen dry, carving lines around my eyes
C G
Tracing knots along my spine
Am C
It’s so hard to find the time to let it breathe
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
[BRIDGE]
D C G
Every day dies in convulsion, I gotta smile away my pride
D C G
But my nerves are buzzing rhythms, like defective power lines
D C G
Burning holes into my memory, streaming smoke into the sky
Am C
One day we’ll talk about what stars used to be like
Am C D
[CHORUS]
Bm
It used to be like a creek
Em G C D
Flowing from a summit I could never see
Bm Em G
Now it’s frozen dry, carving lines around my eyes
C G
Tracing knots along my spine
Am C
It’s so hard to find the time to let it breathe
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
Em G D
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
[OUTRO]
Em G D
Am G D
Am G D
Capo: 1st fret
[INTRO]
Am G D
Am G D
[VERSE 1]
Am G D
When I sing these words into an empty room
Am G D
I’m not sure if they will even make a sound
Em
If I burn my paper courage
G
If I sow it in the ground
Am D
Will the ashes yield a seed to work around?
Am G D
There’s a hollow that once held a sense of youth
Am G D
A little patch of light I learned to cut into
Em
To cash it in for something wiser
G
I just want a little truth
Am D
From every fire and flood that feeds a deeper wound
[CHORUS]
Bm
It used to be like a creek
Em G C D
Flowing from a summit I could never see
Bm Em G
Now it’s frozen dry, carving lines around my eyes
C G
Tracing knots along my spine
Am C
It’s so hard to find the time to let it breathe
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
Em G D
Am G D
[VERSE 2]
Am G D
War is young in terms of time, but it’s got teeth
Am G D
Tearing families and futures at the seams
Em
Be it oil or gold or water
G
We have always treasured greed
Am D
We won’t bite the dying hand of history
Am G D
To my friends who think you’ll save yourselves some time
Am G D
Because your confidence has withered up and died
Em
You are more than what you carry
G
You are more than what you hide
Am D
You will never know how much you leave behind
[CHORUS]
Bm
It used to be like a creek
Em G C D
Flowing from a summit I could never see
Bm Em G
Now it’s frozen dry, carving lines around my eyes
C G
Tracing knots along my spine
Am C
It’s so hard to find the time to let it breathe
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
[BRIDGE]
D C G
Every day dies in convulsion, I gotta smile away my pride
D C G
But my nerves are buzzing rhythms, like defective power lines
D C G
Burning holes into my memory, streaming smoke into the sky
Am C
One day we’ll talk about what stars used to be like
Am C D
[CHORUS]
Bm
It used to be like a creek
Em G C D
Flowing from a summit I could never see
Bm Em G
Now it’s frozen dry, carving lines around my eyes
C G
Tracing knots along my spine
Am C
It’s so hard to find the time to let it breathe
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
Em G D
Am C Em
To find the line between the truth and the belief
[OUTRO]
Em G D
Am G D
Am G D
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