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guardheart chords by Kyle Stibbs

  • Em

  • C

  • Am

  • D

  • G

  • Bm

    2
Verse 1
Em
We're not meant to talk
C
when we're not at the wall
Am
D
So I check every morning
Am
C
Em
for guard order call
If I see your name
G
Em
C
I'll write mine right beside
D
I can only learn you
Am
C
Em
by the late lantern slide
Am
C
A sol dier by trade,
G
though you'd never know it
D
When I talk to you, I turn into a poet
C
Am
C
The nights get so cold,
G
but the warmth keeps on growing
D
I'll empty my hand till
the day that you hold it
Em
The front line grows closer
D
than it was before
G
As an army so foreign
C
comes carrying war
Em
D
And falling in love is a burden,
of course
G
But who cares when it's you
C
that I carry it for
Am
C
Am
If you give me your heart,
D
I can be your guard
Em
One night you ask
G
Em
C
what if our city falls
D
I'm surprised by the question
Am
D
Em
from someone so strong
G
You laugh at that and it has
Em
C
Em
me en thralled
C
Am
D
You say I'm only a man,
Am
D
Em
oh but that's where
Am
C
You're a soldier by trade,
D
G
though I'd never know it
D
You quietly sing with a voice oh so golden
C
I just heard one note
D
and then I was beholden
To things I'm afraid,
what you'd say if they're spoken
Em
The front line grows closer
D
but's right at the door
G
And a feeling of fear
C
echoes all through my core
Em
Your arm on my shoulder
D
like never before
G
Whispering, dying for you,
Am
C
someone worth dying for
Am
C
Am
If you give me your heart
D
Em
D
Bm
Em
Am
I can be your God
D
A boulder, it crashes from catapult now
And the houses turn ashes
from fire barrows
And I just took my first life
from clay down to hill
But if God doesn't save you,
Em
I promise I will
C
Em
C
D
Then a sword slashes across my ribs
Am
C
D
A splatter of blood has
Am
the leather it rips
C
D
You strike my foe down
Am
D
C
and you pull me close now
D
I hear you whispering this
Am
C
Am
D
You made me your guard
That makes you my heart
Em
D
C
You pick me up running, no stopping now
Em
C
D
In the distance our city
C
comes crumbling down
Em
D
C
You take my armor off, buckle by buckle
D
And place in my hand
C
a fresh -picked honeysuckle
D
Hair behind, ear from the push of your hand
I laugh and say
Am
you're so much more than a man
D
You kiss my lips and
the feeling's sublime
Now, listener, you decide if I survived
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