[Intro] Am  C  Dm  F 
        Am  C  Dm  F 

Am   C                  Dm
He'd trade his guns for love
         F                     Am
But he's caught in the crossfire
    C                Dm
And he keeps wakin' up
         F                   Am
But it's not to the sound of birds
    C            Dm
The tyranny, the violent streets
F                          Am
Deprived of all that we're blessed with
    F            Dm      F 
And we can't get enough, no

              Am      C
Heaven if you sent us down
                    Dm          F
So we could build a playground
        Am                 C
For the sinners to play as saints
         Dm                     F 
You'd be so proud of what we've made
               Am                 C
I hope you got some beds around
                      Dm         F 
Cause you're the only refuge now
          Am            C            Dm
For every mother, every child, every brother
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire

( F  G )

Am  C                Dm
I'd trade my luck to know
    F                       Am
Why he's caught in the crossfire
   C                Dm
And I'm here wakin' up
       F                    Am
To the sun and the sound of birds
  C       Dm
Society's anxiety
F                          Am
Deprived of all that we're blessed with
C                 Dm      F 
We just can't get enough, no!

              Am      C
Heaven if you sent us down
                    Dm          F
So we could build a playground
        Am                 C
For the sinners to play as saints
         Dm                     F 
You'd be so proud of what we've made
               Am                 C
I hope you got some beds around
                      Dm         F 
Cause you're the only refuge now
          Am            C            Dm
For every mother, every child, every brother
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire

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( F  Am )
( F  G  Am  C )
( F  G  Am  G )

F     G              Am
Can I trust what I'm given?
     C                   F 
When faith still needs a gun
G          Am    C             F 
Whose ammunition justifies the wrong?
      G                  Am
And I can't see from the backseat
       C           F 
So I'm asking from above
      G              Am     Dm
Can I trust what I'm given, even when it cuts?

              F       G 
Heaven if you sent us down
                    Am         C 
So we could build a playground
        F                  G 
For the sinners to play as saints
         Am                      C 
You'd be so proud of what we've made
               F                  G 
I hope you got some beds around
                      Am          C 
Cause you're the only refuge now
          F             G            Am
For every mother, every child, every brother
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire   (Woaaah Woaaah)
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught on the cross