Siren Song of the Counter Culture

by Rise Against

Guitar Pro Tab  |  v5.10  |  Posted on Feb. 22, 2012, 5:30 a.m. ← Back

Guitar Pro Tab Summary

Album

unknown

Song Author

Tim McIlrath

Tabbed by

chromaticvision

Instruments

1st → Tim McIlrath - Guitar One
2nd → Tim McIlrath - Vocals
3rd → Backing Vocals
4th → Backing Vocals
5th → Backing Vocals
6th → Backing Vocals
7th → Chris Chasse - Guitar One
8th → Backing Vocals
9th → Chris Chasse - Guitar Three
10th → Chris Chasse - Guitar Two

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Lyrics

I'm call-i-ing out, on-ly ech-oes re-spond But I scream 'til my voice is gone Crouch-ing in cor-ners and hi-ding your face I'm sick and ti-red of play-ing your games I'm not a-lone I stand a-mongst the voice-less mill-ions in the un-for-giv-ing sun Here arm in arm we pa-rade these streets And sing our songs. Is there e-ven an-y-thing left to ex-plain? Am i real-ly some-one you need to re-strain? Can't you lis-ten to what we have to say? Un-know-ing, we lie and wait for the rain To wash a-way what they have made Face down in the dirt with your foot on my back In the dis-tance I hear thun-der-crack C'-mon, stand up! This sys-tem of po-wer and priv-ilege is a-bout to come to an end Here come the clouds The first drop is fal-ling down Is there e-ven an-y-thing left to ex-plain? Am i real-ly some-one you need to re-strain? Can't you lis-ten to what we have to say? Our fu-tures burn in red ho-ri-zons Ash-es scat-tered in winds of change Cas-ual-ty num-bers are ris-ing No-ow it's time to raise the stakes We're meant for some-thing more than Liv-ing just to put food on our plates I can't help but won-der why-y should we par-ti-ci-pate? Is there e-ven an-y-thing left to ex-plain? Am i real-ly some-one you need to re-strain? Can't you lis-ten to what we have to say? Suff-er-ing from some-thing we're not su-ure of In a world there is no cu-ure for These lives we live test neg-a-tive for hap-pi-ness Flat line, no pulse, but eyes o-pen Sin-gle file like sol-diers on a mi-is-sion If theres no war out-side our heads Why are we lo-o-sing? I don't ask for much Truth be told I'd set-tle for a life less frigh-te-ning, a life less frigh-te-ning I don't ask for much Truth be told I'd set-tle for a life less frigh-te-ning, a life less frigh-te-ning Hang me out to dry I'm soa-king With the sins of kno-ow-ing What's gone wrong but do-ing noth-ing I still run Time a-gain I have found my-self stut-ter-ing Found-a-tions pulled out from un-der me This breath is was-ted on them all Will some-one an-swer me? I don't ask for much Truth be told I'd set-tle for a life less frigh-te-ning, a life less frigh-te-ning I don't ask for much Truth be told I'd set-tle for a life less frigh-te-ning, a life less frigh-te-ning Is there a God to-o-night? Up in the sky or is it emp-ty-y just like me? A place where we can hi-ide out from the-e night Where you a-are all I see So blow a kiss good-by-eye, clo-ose your ey-eyes Tell me-e what you see A life that's set i-in-side this dream of mine Where you a-are all I see I don't ask for mu-uch Truth be told I'd set-tle for a life less frigh-te-ning, a life less frigh-te-ning I don't ask for much Truth be told I'd set-tle for a life less frigh-te-ning, a life less frigh-te-ning One last thing I beg you please, just be-fore you go I've watched you fly on pa-per wings half way round the world un-til they burned up in the at-mos-phere , sent you spiral-ing down Lan-ding some-where far from here with no one else a-round To catch you fal-ling down And I'm loo-king at you now And I can't tell if you're laugh-ing Be-tween each smile there's a tear in your eye There's a train lea-ving town in an ho-o-ur It's not wai-ting for you and nei-ther am I Swing for the fen-ces son, he must have told you once That was a con-ver-sa-tion you took no-thing from So raise your glass now and ce-le-brate ex-act-ly what you've done Just put off a-no-ther day of know-ing where you're from You can catch up with your-self if you run And I can't tell if you're laugh-ing Be-tween each smile there's a tear in your eye There's a train lea-ving town in an ho-o-ur It's not wai-ting for you and nei-ther am I Is this the life that you lead Or the life that's led for you? Will you take the road thats been laid out be-fore you Will we cross paths some-whe-ere el-se to-night? And I can't tell if you're laugh-ing Be-tween each smile there's a tear in your eye There's a train lea-ving town in an ho-o-ur It's not wai-ting for you and nei-ther am I And I can't tell if you're laugh-ing Be-tween each smile there's a tear in your eye There's a train lea-ving town in an ho-o-ur It's not wai-ting for you and nei-ther am I This place rings with ech-oes of Lives once lived, but now are lost Times spent won-der-ing a-bout to-mo-or-row I don't care, if we lose it all to-night Up in flames, burn-ing bright Warm-ing the air of the wo-o-orld "I don't lo-ove you a-a-ny-more", is all I re-mem-ber you tell-ing me, ne-ev-er ha-ave I felt so co-o-old But I've no-o more blood to bleed 'cause my heart has been drainin-g in-to the sea Steps I take in your foot-steps Are get-ting me clo-ser to what is left Of the dre-eams of what I once claimed to know With-in my bones this re-so-nates Boil-ing blood will cir-cu-late Could you tell me a-gain what you did this for? "I don't lo-ove you a-a-ny-more", is all I re-mem-ber you tell-ing me, ne-ev-er ha-ave I felt so co-o-old But I've no-o more blood to bleed 'cause my heart has been drainin-g in-to the sea Well still I wait with a hope in-side of me So still I wait un-til a-gain we meet, un-til a-gain we meet With-in my bones this re-so-nates Boil-ing blood will cir-cu-late Could you tell me a-gain what you did this for? "I don't lo-ove you a-a-ny-more", is all I re-mem-ber you tell-ing me, ne-ev-er ha-ave I felt so co-o-old But I've no-o more blood to bleed 'cause my heart has been drainin-g in-to the sea Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh So look in my eyes, what will you leave be-hind once you've gone? you got what you came for now I think it's time to move o-on but these gho-osts come a-live like wa-ter and wine walk through these streets sing-ing songs and car-ry-ing signs, to them these streets be-lo-ong And my a-tone-ment lasts the best part of e-tern-i-ty ran out of hands to count the sin that breeds in-side of me not this ha-ate but the lone-li-i-ness has left me he-ere in-to this mess of My hands are soak-ing in the blood of a-an-ge-els on bro-ken wings, they col-lapse dark clouds ex-plod-ed and tor-rents of ra-ain fell all these lost ha-los wash a-wa-ay Head hung from shame we bear a weight that brings me to a crawl these years of long-ing tell of de-cades of un-an-swered calls for a cha-ange, cause eve-ry-day we slip and fall kicked while were down, our fists clenched in-to a ball My hands are soak-ing in the blood of a-an-ge-els on bro-ken wings, they col-lapse dark clouds ex-plod-ed and tor-rents of ra-ain fell all these lost ha-los wash a-wa-ay So look in my eyes, what will you leave be-hind once you've gone? you got what you came for now I think it's time to move o-on but these gho-osts come a-live like wa-ter and wine walk through these streets sing-ing songs and car-ry-ing signs, to them these streets be-lo-ong So look in my eyes, what will you leave be-hind once you've gone? you got what you came for now I think it's time to move o-on but these gho-osts come a-live like wa-ter and wine walk through these streets sing-ing songs and car-ry-ing signs, to them these streets be-lo-ong Are we so a-lone, So dis-tant, So for-got-ten, As we think our-selves to be? These are our lifes But did they e-ver e-ven mat-ter? Are we worth re-mem-be-er-ing? These ma-chines feed on the tears of bro-ken lifes and dy-ing dre-eams We�re throw-ing wren-ches in the gears Our lifes will not be lived in va-ain When this is all said a-and done We spent this life on the-e run Judged by the com-pa-ny we keep Our lang-uage, bu-ried i-in-side These lungs that keep us a-a-live We breathe so sel-fish-ly Pro-mi-ses we plan to break Are made in whis-pered voi-ces Cause our de-spair knows ma-ny names We make mis-takes But we a-pol-o-gize with ro-ses we ne-ver stop to smell on the way These ma-chines feed on the tears of bro-ken lifes and dy-ing dre-eams We�re throw-ing wren-ches in the gears Our lifes will not be lived in va-ain When this is all said a-and done We spent this life on the-e run Judged by the com-pa-ny we keep Our lang-uage, bu-ried i-in-side These lungs that keep us a-a-live We breathe so sel-fish-ly We fell from the sky to-day We melt in-to ba-alls of clay We sell our-selves ev-e-ry da-ay Do-on�t te-ell me how to li-ive thi-is way Pushed so far to the edge We tee-ter just on the brink You can lead me to the blood-bath But you can�t make me drink As these ma-chines feed on the tears of bro-ken lifes and dy-ing dreams We�re throw-ing wren-ches in the gears Our lifes will not be lived in vain My life will not be lived in vain We've been al-right up un-til now But the air that we breathe is a-bout to run out We've re-hearsed our lines clear and loud But the cue ne-ver came and the lights, They ne-ver went down So we're pass-ing the time While time pa-sses us The fast lane's a term ne-ver ap-plied to us Not a dime to my name Or a prayer in the world I walk out the door Dest-i-na-a-tion: an-y-where but here A-way from you! Now I'm on my-y way to the o-ther side I'll for-get eve-ry-thing I left be-hind These emp-ty-y ro-oms Are st-ill filled wi-ith you-ou And so I dropped out of my own race A race with no fi-nish line, No first or last place These fa-ces all rush ri-ight past me I turn and walk a-way 'Cause we final-ly know now what our time here's a-bout, We were not meant to be An-o-ther face in the crowd We're a fo-rest of lives And we grow tall and wide We'll ne-ver be cut down Dest-i-na-a-tion: an-y-where but here A-way from you! Now I'm on my-y way to the o-ther side I'll for-get eve-ry-thing I left be-hind These emp-ty-y ro-oms Are st-ill filled wi-ith you-ou I'm so-o ti-i-red and turned a-round and scared And I'm ly-y-ing in emp-ty beds a-gain I'll wait for you to come To your sen-ses, barbed wire fen-ces Won't keep me from break-ing through I swear I will to you Now I'm on my-y way to the o-ther side I'll for-get eve-ry-thing I left be-hind These emp-ty-y ro-oms Are st-ill filled wi-ith you-ou Are st-ill filled wi-ith you-ou I'm so-o ti-i-red and turned a-round and scared And I'm ly-y-ing in emp-ty beds a-gain A-way from you