Jason Webley - With A Six long months at sea, E now a warmer current brings Fm D echoed fragments of a song I think we wrote. A With a worn thin book of maps E and our faith so full of holes F D it’s a miracle we even stayed afloat. A D We could taste the salt through our fingertips Fm E and knew the time had come, A D so we said goodbye to the lives we’d lived Fm E and pulled our anchor up. A E F D Now we scrape the barnacles from all our hearts A E F D and we row the boat to shore, hallelujah. A E F D You can feel the end even as we start. A E F D We row the boat to shore, hallelujah. A E I'm just on letting go all the things I used to own. Fm D Now I guess the tides are changing once again. A E I got so goddamned good at navigating on my own, Fm D but I guess it’s time to bring the old boat in. A D Well, I’ve worked so hard to get my sea legs, Fm E and I’ve earned these calloused hands. A D But I drank this ocean down to the dregs; Fm Em now I’m thirsty for dry land. A E Fm D Now I scrape these barnacles from all my heart A E Fm D and I row the boat to shore, hallelujah. A E Fm D I heard sirens sing themselves apart, A E so I row the boat to shore. Fm D A E I row the boat to shore, halleluuuuu Fm D hallelujah A E halleluuuuu Fm D Hallelujah |----------0--2-------------------12--14------------------| |--3---3-3----3------15----15-15------15------------------| |--2----------2------14---------------14------------------| |--0----------0------12---------------12------------------| |---------------------------------------------------------| |---------------------------------------------------------| For repetitions of "We rode the boat to shore" at the end, repeat arrangement: A E Fm D until finished.