Ayreon - The Decision Tree (We're Alive) Chords
Tempo:
75.6 bpm
Chords used:
E
C
A
G
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[A] [E]
[B] [E]
[G]
Friends, some light of foot, some swift, you've come this far.
ancient Dionysian's bow, a decision tree, a flash, a flash.
[G]
[C] Let
[F#m] [E] it be known I won't be the one to die here.
[B] [E]
[G]
Friends, some light of foot, some swift, you've come this far.
ancient Dionysian's bow, a decision tree, a flash, a flash.
[G]
[C] Let
[F#m] [E] it be known I won't be the one to die here.
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_ Friends, some light of foot, some swift, you've come this far.
_ [C] _ _ Here beneath the ancient Dionysian's bow, a decision tree, _ _ _ a flash, _ _ _ _ _ a flash.
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_ _ _ [C] Let _ _ _
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_ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] it be known I won't be the one to die here.
Honoring only a heaps of old my [A] name.
[E] Let it be [F#m] clear, I'm [E] not the one who cries here.
What about the Tar One, the world's [Em] cliché.
[G] I've followed princes, I've raised their bloody banners.
I've killed and wounded on the side of rights. _
I've raked the harvest, I've scattered fields with ashes.
I've bade children sow the seeds of hate.
_ [C] _ Fear not, [F] [C] princes will survive.
In these people's strife for our freedom.
I'm not taking them with me.
Fear not, they'll survive.
We shall flourish, till the right we eat up.
[A] [E] Let it be [A] known by [E] Thor the God of lightning.
[A] _ [E] [A] Chosen [E] to do battle at his [A] side.
[E] Let it be [A] clear, I was [E] born to go down fighting.
[A] [E] What about [A] the Kraven, [E] the one who's lost his [Em] pride.
[G] Don't speak to me of honor, pride and glory.
I've tasted the blood, seen you fight before. _
You talk of battle, but all you tell are stories.
You see me buried in a shallow grave.
_ [C] _ _ _ Princes will survive.
In these people's strife for our freedom.
I'm not taking them with me.
Fear not, [F] they'll [C] survive.
We shall flourish, till the right we eat up.
I'm [E] nobody's slave. _ _ _
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[G] We'll _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ survive, in these people's strife for our freedom.
_ Fear not, they'll survive.
We'll survive, till the right we eat up.
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_ Friends, some light of foot, some swift, you've come this far.
_ [C] _ _ Here beneath the ancient Dionysian's bow, a decision tree, _ _ _ a flash, _ _ _ _ _ a flash.
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_ _ _ [C] Let _ _ _
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_ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] it be known I won't be the one to die here.
Honoring only a heaps of old my [A] name.
[E] Let it be [F#m] clear, I'm [E] not the one who cries here.
What about the Tar One, the world's [Em] cliché.
[G] I've followed princes, I've raised their bloody banners.
I've killed and wounded on the side of rights. _
I've raked the harvest, I've scattered fields with ashes.
I've bade children sow the seeds of hate.
_ [C] _ Fear not, [F] [C] princes will survive.
In these people's strife for our freedom.
I'm not taking them with me.
Fear not, they'll survive.
We shall flourish, till the right we eat up.
[A] [E] Let it be [A] known by [E] Thor the God of lightning.
[A] _ [E] [A] Chosen [E] to do battle at his [A] side.
[E] Let it be [A] clear, I was [E] born to go down fighting.
[A] [E] What about [A] the Kraven, [E] the one who's lost his [Em] pride.
[G] Don't speak to me of honor, pride and glory.
I've tasted the blood, seen you fight before. _
You talk of battle, but all you tell are stories.
You see me buried in a shallow grave.
_ [C] _ _ _ Princes will survive.
In these people's strife for our freedom.
I'm not taking them with me.
Fear not, [F] they'll [C] survive.
We shall flourish, till the right we eat up.
I'm [E] nobody's slave. _ _ _
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[G] We'll _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ survive, in these people's strife for our freedom.
_ Fear not, they'll survive.
We'll survive, till the right we eat up.
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