Noah Gundersen – Wild Horses (Guitar)

C
Always got a lot on my mind

                  G
It feels like the net just gets bigger with time

              Am
Stretching out behind me

             F
Trawling the open sea

C
Waste a lot of breath on the bullshit

                   G
I breathe a lot of air that keeps making me sick

              Am
Or maybe just hazy

              F
A little bit lazy

C
It's okay if you don't have the answers

    G
The questions remain the same

          Am
There's a whole lot of people claiming their team

    F
But nobody knows the game

C                                 G
So give me a minute to come to my senses

                Am                       F
To look out the window and stop building fences

             C                         G
All the wild horses, just want to run free

           Am
I want to know you

                   F
I just want you to know me, too

C
Point your finger at me

              G
I dare you to stick it between my teeth

              Am
You just keep putting up crosses and sharpening nails

       F
As you wait for the cultural priest

C
To hand down a confident sentence

          G
To anyone accused of a crime

          Am
There's a thousand ways to blow it

               F
So don't even think about speaking your mind

C
Maybe you would rather be angry

G
But I'd rather sleep at night

          Am
There's a fraction to every outcome

          F
There's a spectrum of wrong and right

C                                 G
So give me a minute to come to my senses

                Am                       F
To look out the window and stop building fences

             C                             G
All the wild horses, they just want to run free

          Am
I want to know you

                   F
I just want you to know me, too