Written by Florence Welch / Isabella Summers
D I believe in you and in our hearts we know the truth D I believe in love and the darker it gets, the more I do D Try and fill us with your hate and we will shine a light D And the days will become endless and never, and never turn to night Bb G And never, and never turn to nighthide this tabIntro E|----------------------------| B|-3--1---0------3--1---0-----| G|-----------2------------2---| D|----------------------------| A|----------------------------| E|----------------------------|D We have no need to fight D We raise our voices and let our hearts take flight D Get higher than those planes can fly D Where the stars do not take sidesF Then it's just too much G I cannot get you close enough D A hundred arms, a hundred years D You can always find me here F And, Lord, don't let me break this G Let me hold it lightly D Give me arms to pray with D Instead of ones that hold too tightlyF And then it's just too much G The streets, they still run with blood D A hundred arms, a hundred years D You can always find me here F And, Lord, don't let me break this G Let me hold it lightly D Give me arms to pray with D Instead of ones that hold too tightly F I let him sleep and as he does G My held breath fills the room with love D Hurts in ways I can't describe G My heart bends and breaks so many, many times G D And is born again with each sunrise G F And is born again with each sunrise ( F G D ) ( F G D ) F G Funerals were held all over the city D The youth bleed in the square F G And women raged as old men fumbled and cried D We're sorry, we thought you didn't care, oh F G And how does it feel now you've scratched that itch? D How does it feel? F G And pulled out all your stitches D Hubris is a bitch F G Dm A hundred arms, a hundred years F G Dm A hundred arms, a hundred yearsF Then it's just too much G I cannot get you close enough D A hundred arms, a hundred years D You can always find me here F And, Lord, don't let me break this G Let me hold it lightly D Give me arms to pray with D Instead of ones that hold too tightly( F G Dm )F And then it's just too much G The streets, they still run with blood D A hundred arms, a hundred years D You can always find me here F And, Lord, don't let me break this G Let me hold it lightly D Give me arms to pray with D Instead of ones that hold too tightly
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