The Artist In The Ambulance

Thrice

Tom: G

Em                                      C
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
                                    G
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
                              D
My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up
      Em               C
And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
      G                               D                       Em   
They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone

[Bridge:]
C -> G -> D

       Em                          C
Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger
                    G
And I realize that empty words are not enough
      D
I'm left here with the question of just
Em                              C
What have I to show except the promises I never kept?
  G                              D
I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets


   C                              Em   D
I hope that I will never let you down
   C                                    Em        D         C
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound


Em -> C -> G -> D


Em (just one strike)                         C
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
G (just one strike)                         D
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that 
           Em                                      C
there's A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
G                                      D
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and


   C                              Em   D
I hope that I will never let you down
   C                                    Em        D         C
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

Em 
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
                    C
I'm sick of always talking when there's no change
Em
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
                   D               C         D
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow


Em                                      C
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
                                    G
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
                              D
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the
Em                                    C
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
         G                             D
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance

   C                              Em   D
I hope that I will never let you down
   C                                    Em        D         C
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
        Em      D        C                 Em       D          C
Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound