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	  		verse 
             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 



          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 

          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 



          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?