Tom: G
Introdução: G C G G C G
Em C G
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We will call this place our home
G C G
The dirt in which our roots may grow
Em C G
Though the storms will push and pull
Em C G
We will call this place our home
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We'll tell our stories on these walls
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Every year, measure how tall
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And just like a work of art
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We'll tell our stories on these walls
C G Em D
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind
C G Em G
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide
C G Am Em
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time
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Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
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A little broken, a little new
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We are the impact and the glue
Em C G
Capable of more than we know
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We call this fixer upper home
G C G
With each year, our color fades
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Slowly, our paint chips away
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But we will find the strength and the nerve it takes
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To repaint and repaint and repaint every day
C G Em D
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind
C G Em G
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide
C G Am Em
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time
G D G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
C G Em D
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind
C G Em G
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide
C G Am Em
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time
G D G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
G D G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
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Smaller than dust on this map
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Lies the greatest thing we have
Em C G
The dirt in which our roots may grow
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And the right to call it home