Idols

Intro: C


F             Am               C
  I am so like a bird in flight,
                    G
 I try to build my home
F                     Am         
  I set my eyes on anything that 
             C                     
shines and tells me it will make me
  G
 whole
    F                 Am       
I stack the walls surrounding me 
          C            G
with promises and pretty things
     F                Am          
But when I see what winter brings,
  G
 I fly


Am                     F         
   And as it turns out, this 
                   C
fickle heart in my chest
                         G
Sometimes it beats for everything 
but what is best
Am                      F        
   But when I turn down   this 
                  C
voice I hear in my head
                     G             
I give you room to speak and offer 
       Am
life instead
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
                  G               Am
 these idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
      G
 my idols


F                  Am         
  And all this time, addicted I, 
     C                         G
desperate for more and more
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F                       Am       
  I chase the high but every 
            C                     
single time, I come down lower than 
G
before
        F             Am          
These empty words are on repeat 
  C                   G
and I can see they're killing me
     F                Am          
But still I find that I believe 
   G
the lies


Am                     F         
   And as it turns out, this 
                   C
fickle heart in my chest
                         G
Sometimes it beats for everything 
but what is best
Am                      F        
   But when I turn down   this 
                  C
voice I hear in my head
                     G             
I give you room to speak and offer 
       Am
life instead
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
                  G               Am
 these idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
      G
 my idols


Am    C    G          Am  
   I am a well run dry, I am a 
        C       G
clouded, starless sky
Am      C        G             
   Without Your breath of life 
Am           C     G
   I would surely die
     Am            C           G
But You gave your life for mine


Am                     F         
   And as it turns out, this 
                   C
fickle heart in my chest
                         G
Sometimes it beats for everything 
but what is best
Am                      F        
   But when I turn down   this 
                  C
voice I hear in my head
                     G             
I give you room to speak and offer 
       Am
life instead

                     F             
   And as it turns out, this fickle
               C
 heart in my chest
                         G
Sometimes it beats for everything 
but what is best
Am                      F        
   But when I turn down   this 
                  C
voice I hear in my head
                     G             
I give you room to speak and offer 
       Am
life instead
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
                  G               Am
 these idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
           G        Am
 my idols yeah yeah
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
               G               Am
 my idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C    
So take all of these idols, all of
      G
 my idols yeah

*Instrumental: | F  Am | C  G | F  

Am | G |