[Gm] [Cm]
[Gm]We laid our [Cm]names to r[Gm]est
Along the dotted l[D#]ine.[Cm]
[Gm]We left our date of birth
And our history [Cm]behind.
[Cm]We were full of [D#]life,
We could barely [F]hold it [Gm]in.
We were amateurs[F] at war,
Strangers to suf[Cm]fering.
We made our [Gm]families [D#]proud
But scared at the same t[Gm]ime.
We promised we'd be [F]safe,
Another lie from the fro[Cm]nt lines.
Our [D#]backs against the wall,
We're surrounded [Gm]and afraid.
Our lives now in the han[F]ds
Of the soldiers [Cm]taking aim.
Our q[D#]uestions ricochet
Like broken sate[Gm]llites:
How our bodies, born to [F]heal,
Become so prone to d[Gm]ie?
[Cm]
[Gm]Though time is ruthless,
It showed us kindness in the e[Cm]nd,
(By slowing down enough,)
(A second chance to make amends.)
[Gm]As life replayed, we [Cm]heard a voice proclaim:[D#]
"lay [Cm]your weapons d[D#]own!
They're calling [Gm]off the war
On account of losing tra[F]ck
Of what we're fighting f[Cm]or."
So we found our way back ho[D#]me,
Let our cuts and bru[Cm]ises h[Gm]eal.
While a brand-new war be[F]gan,
One that no one else could f[Cm]eel.
Our nights have grown so lo[D#]ng.
Now we beg for sound a[Gm]dvice.
"let the brokenness be f[F]elt
'til you reach the other s[Cm]ide.
There is go[D#]odness in the heart
Of every br[Gm]oken man
Who comes right up to the edge[F]
Of losing everything he [Cm]has."
(Losing [Gm]everything he [D#]has)
(Losing everyt[Gm]hing he has)
We were young enough to [F]sign
Along the dotted line[D#].
(To build a better life)
(To build a better l[Gm]ife)
Now we're young enough t[F]o try
To build a better l[Gm]ife.
[Cm]To build a better l[Gm]ife.
[Cm]
[Gm]We laid our [Cm]names to r[Gm]est
Along the dotted l[D#]ine.[Cm]
[Gm]We left our date of birth
And our history [Cm]behind.
[Cm]We were full of [D#]life,
We could barely [F]hold it [Gm]in.
We were amateurs[F] at war,
Strangers to suf[Cm]fering.
We made our [Gm]families [D#]proud
But scared at the same t[Gm]ime.
We promised we'd be [F]safe,
Another lie from the fro[Cm]nt lines.
Our [D#]backs against the wall,
We're surrounded [Gm]and afraid.
Our lives now in the han[F]ds
Of the soldiers [Cm]taking aim.
Our q[D#]uestions ricochet
Like broken sate[Gm]llites:
How our bodies, born to [F]heal,
Become so prone to d[Gm]ie?
[Cm]
[Gm]Though time is ruthless,
It showed us kindness in the e[Cm]nd,
(By slowing down enough,)
(A second chance to make amends.)
[Gm]As life replayed, we [Cm]heard a voice proclaim:[D#]
"lay [Cm]your weapons d[D#]own!
They're calling [Gm]off the war
On account of losing tra[F]ck
Of what we're fighting f[Cm]or."
So we found our way back ho[D#]me,
Let our cuts and bru[Cm]ises h[Gm]eal.
While a brand-new war be[F]gan,
One that no one else could f[Cm]eel.
Our nights have grown so lo[D#]ng.
Now we beg for sound a[Gm]dvice.
"let the brokenness be f[F]elt
'til you reach the other s[Cm]ide.
There is go[D#]odness in the heart
Of every br[Gm]oken man
Who comes right up to the edge[F]
Of losing everything he [Cm]has."
(Losing [Gm]everything he [D#]has)
(Losing everyt[Gm]hing he has)
We were young enough to [F]sign
Along the dotted line[D#].
(To build a better life)
(To build a better l[Gm]ife)
Now we're young enough t[F]o try
To build a better l[Gm]ife.
[Cm]To build a better l[Gm]ife.
[Cm]
