[Intro]
Am C F Dm C
[Strophe]
        Am 
All at once 
                    C 
The world can overwhelm me 
                                      F 
There’s almost nothing that you could tell me 
           Dm       C 
That could ease my mind
[Strophe]
                   Am 
Which way will you run? 
                       C 
When it’s always all around you 
                           F 
And the feeling lost and found you again 
                   Dm       C 
A feeling that we have no control
[Strophe]
            Am 
Around the sun, some say 
                       C 
It’s going to be the new hell, some say 
                           F 
It’s still too early to tell, some say 
                            Dm       C 
Some say it really ain’t no myth at all
[Strophe]
Dm                 G 
We keep asking ourselves 
               C       F 
Are we really strong enough? 
Dm                G 
There’re so many things 
             C        F 
That we got too proud of 
          Dm            G 
Too proud of, too proud of
[Strophe]
           C 
I want to take the preconceived 
           G 
Out from underneath your feet 
           F 
We could shake it off 
                   C 
And instead we’ll plant some seeds 
       C 
We’ll watch them as they grow 
          G 
And with each new beat 
            F 
From your heart the roots grow deeper 
       C                           F 
The branches, well they reach for what?
[Strophe]
               C 
Nobody really knows 
F 
But underneath it all 
                        C 
There’s this heart all alone 
F                     Fm 
What about when it’s gone? 
C                      E 
It really won’t be so long 
              F 
Sometimes it feels like a heart 
       G                           C 
Is no place to be singing from at all
[Strophe]
            C 
There’s a world we’ve never seen 
               G 
There’s still hope between the dreams 
      F                           C 
The weight of it all could blow away with a breeze 
                C 
But if you’re waiting on the wind 
G 
Don’t forget to breathe 
                  F 
Because as the darkness gets deeper 
       C                       F 
We’re sinking so we reach for love
[Strophe]
                           C 
At least something we can hold 
           F 
But I’ll reach to you 
                           C 
From where time just can’t go 
F                     Fm 
What about when it’s gone? 
C                      E 
It really won’t be so long 
               F 
Sometimes it feels like a heart 
        G                          C 
Is no place to be singing from at all.