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             Am    C                               Am
Yesterday's wars stack up like old papers on the floor
 C                                 F
Pounding like old knocks upon my door
                    G                        F
Breaking like the ocean, washing through my hands
                   G             C
Changing this old mountain into sand


[chorus]
          G          F             C
You know me by the stories I have made
          G     F                   C         G
You know me by looking out through boxes and cages
          Em        F                C       F         C
And it's hard to clearly see what's right in ordinary light
           F           C               G
Does the truth filter down through the ages

[outro 1]
    F             C       F              C
We cannot see the end so here we must begin
           F            C             G  C
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?


[verse]
             Am     C                            Am
Life's open road, showing only what it wants to show
  C                               F
Callin' when it's time for us to go
            G                        F
Driven by emotion, pushing from the past
                   G               C
Runnin' till our spirit's free at last


[chorus]
          G          F             C
You know me by the stories I have made
          G     F                   C         G
You know me by looking out through boxes and cages
          Em        F                C       F         C
And it's hard to clearly see what's right in ordinary light
           F           C               G
Does the truth filter down through the ages

[outro 1]
    F             C       F              C
We cannot see the end so here we must begin
           F            C             G  C
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?


[bridge]
              G          C      F
Down through history we race across
           G         C        F
Borders into empty space we write
              G        C        F
A chapter of fable, a line, a trace
  F                G
Another heart may follow


[chorus]
          G          F             C
You know me by the stories I have made
          G     F                   C         G
You know me by looking out through boxes and cages
          Em        F                C       F         C
And it's hard to clearly see what's right in ordinary light
           F           C               G
Does the truth filter down through the ages


[outro 2]
    F             C       F              C
We cannot see the end so here we must begin
           F            C             G  F
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?

    F             C       F              C
We cannot see the end so here we must begin
           F            C             G  C
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?