The Storm chords by The Arcadian Wild

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
G C G C G D
G C G C D
G

Verse:                                     Am
Making a living has a way of killing men
    D                    Em       C                 G
The lungs keep breathing but the soul suffocates within
 G                                              Am
There is nothing new under the sun, it's all the same
       D        Em               C        G
Need a revival 'cause survival's a losing game

     G            C              Am       D
Am I fighting the good fight? Am I on the run?
    Bm          C           Am         D           C
I'm not chasing vanity, I'm doing what needs to be done

Chorus:
G                   C            G
Men in stories have something to conquer
C          G            D
A woman to fight for, a war to be waged
G                              C            G
We were born for the storm, to risk all and rebel
C                G           D           G
To live hard and die well is why we were made

C G C G D G

Verse:
                                    Am
I've seen an evil that overcomes us all
D        Em              C                        G
Packs of good and wicked men are both against the wall
G                                                  Am
What then shall we do when we are destined for the dust?
D            Em                 C                 G
Dig our feet into the earth and roll them sleeves up

   Bm     G   C        Am        D
No matter our station, wages, or trade
    Bm     G  C              Am            D             C
Our labour is loving, it's a worthy way to spend all our days

Chorus:
G                   C            G
Men in stories have something to conquer
C          G            D
A woman to fight for, a war to be waged
G                              C            G
We were born for the storm, to risk all and rebel
C                G           D           G
To live hard and die well is why we were made

C G C G D G
C G C G D G

Verse:
                                  Am
This life's a vapour that quickly escapes
D                    A   Am              G
My love, my hate, my memory will soon be erased
                                                   Am
So let's breathe in this vapour and drink this sea dry
D          Em               C        G
Doing that greatly 'til our last day arrives


G C Am D
G C Am D C


Chorus:
G                   C            G
Men in stories have something to conquer
C          G            D
A woman to fight for, a war to be waged
G                              C            G
We were born for the storm, to risk all and rebel
C                G           D           G
To live hard and die well is why we were made

Outro:
C G C G D
G C G C G D G