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


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

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


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


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

[outro 1]
    F             C       F      
We cannot see the end so here we 
        C
must begin
           F            C         
Tell me, what will we write on 
    G  C
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          
You know me by the stories I have 
   C
made
          G     F                 
You know me by looking out through
  C         G
 boxes and cages
          Em        F             
And it's hard to clearly see 
   C       F         C
what's right in ordinary light
           F           C          
Does the truth filter down through
     G
 the ages


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

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