Cifras
Between The Cracks

Tono: D

Introducción:

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G  
Hope grows between cracks in the asphault
                  Em  
In the downtown ghetto streets that contour
             D                                                                                         G  
The government housing intentions of my heart
No one notices the daisies don't care
                Em  
About gang related violence
                                                                        D  
As long as they get enough air and water and sun
                                                C  
They're all just fine
Em                                                                                                                    G  
Who would've thought it but life is finding a way
                                                                                                                                  D  
Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain
                             Em  
There's a man down here somewhere between
          G  
The Saturday cartooons and the dirty magazines
                D  
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
                C  
Where we've laid down our dreams
                                G  
His name is Hope
G  
Hope stands high on the 15th floor
                Em  
On a Christmas tree perched about the ledge of a fortress
        D                                                                                                                      G  
of steel that's trying to hard to be somebody's home
                                                                                                                             Em  
As it sees my attention from I-85 though the throws of the day
Were still writhing inside
     D  
I lifted my head as I drove home that night and knew
C  
Everything was gonna be fine
Em                                                                                                                    G  
Who would've thought it but life is finding a way
                                                                                                                                  D  
Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain
                             Em  
There's a man down here not worried or afraid
                             G  
That some politician forgot all the promises he made
                          D  
And he's raising the dead in the graveyards
                C  
Where we've laid down our dreams
                                  G  
His name is Hope
                                        C  
His name is Hope
                                                          D  
Everybody needs a little                      x2
                                        C  
His name is Hope
                                                          D  
Everybody wants a little                         x2
                                        C  
His name is Hope
                                                          D  
Everybody needs a little
 Em      G      D      C)  
                             Em  
There's a man down here not worried or afraid
                             G  
That some politician forgot all the promises he made
                          D  
And he's raising the dead in the graveyards
                C  
Where we've laid down our dreams
                                  G  
His name is Hope
G  
Can you hear him outside he's been singing all night
                                Em  
He's saying when you gonna come out from behind
                D                                                                                                    C  
These paper thin walls, your cardboard box realities