Chords for Attalus - Into the Sea - Voices from the Shore

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_ _ _ _ I hear the [F#m] voices from the shore!
They say, [E] come home, young man, come home.
The [C#m] course grows every mile and lures me in with hellish tones.
[F#m] One more night, I'll undercross, come [E] back to bed and you'll find your rest.
Your [C#] bed's a coffin, I reply.
You left [D] the doorway!
Believe me, too, [Bm] my dear.
Yes!
[F#m] Still a voice is saying, I'll have this [E] round and I'll wish it were a midnight [D] show.
And some suck, you [C#m] must let go, let go, you [F#m] must let go. _
[E] Oh, _ you [D] must let go.
I [C#] _ _ _ [F#m] met the host from six miles.
[E] Deadliest poison is sweetened wine.
[A] Come out tonight, she says to me, and we'll have [C#m] ourselves a good old time.
Remember [F#m] that night we sang a dance and [E] drank ourselves to sleep?
Yes, I [A] remember!
Yes, I remember!
Yes, I [B] remember!
_ _ _ [G] _ _ But her [F#m] voice is scurrying and I can [E] feel it sloughing and spitting.
They [D] taste like some black [C#] doughnut for us to try on.
And [F#m] love yourself!
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[D] You've had _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ your_
Yes, [F#m] I'll recruit my war cry!
Thank [E] you!
We'll go on the [C#m] north!
Lovers and friends I left behind, you men couldn't see what I'd left for.
Who am I standing in front of fear?
[E] Should I cry out, he says to [C#m] me?
Why don't you [C#] take the heavy pleasure and [D] only grab me further, [A] John Deas!
_ _ _ Now [F#m] a voice is calling me and I [E] can hear it calling me.
I can see it [D] in their face, it's asking me if [C#m] you must let go.
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_ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ say_
No, [D] you must let _ _ [A] _ _ [C#] go.
[F#m] Oh, you _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] [C] must let [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [C#] go. _ _
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_ _ Alas, I hear a voice call out.
He says, come home, young man, come home.
The chorus grows with every mile and lowers me inward, heavenly tone.
One more step, my Savior cries.
Come here to me, I'll give you rest.
My feet hit the water, I run at last.
Right through the door to life and death.
And all the voices start to soften as [F#] I walk with my Savior [A] on his waves.
He's still, he still, he tells my soul.
Your sin is lying in the grave!
Don't heed the [E] voices from the shore.
They have [F#m] no power in this place.
Take [C#m] heart, take heart, you're in my arms.
[D] We're walking on a sea of grace.
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