Sleeping At Last – North – Chords

I recently, by the way of Spotifys radio feature came across a band called Sleeping at last, which I then started listening to. One of the ones that stood out to me was this beautiful song called North.

Not only does it have a wonderful lyric, but also the chorus is so heartfelt that I just had to know how to play it.

Here are the chords, the way I heard them:

ARTIST: Sleeping at last
ALBUM: Atlas: Land
SONG: North

G C9 G
G C9 G
Em C9 G C9 G
Em C9 G

        G         C9        G
We will call this place our home,
            G         C9        G
the dirt in which our roots may grow.
           Em          C9       G
though the storms will push and pull,
        Em         C9       G
we will call this place our home.

               G       C9       G
We'll tell our stories on these walls,
      G        C9       G
every year, measure how tall.
         Em     C9      G     C9  G
and just like a work of art,
               Em      C9       G
we'll tell our stories on these walls.

        C9               G        D
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind.
        C9           D           G          D
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
           Em         D          C9        G
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
        Em             C9            G      C9 G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.

         G       C9     G
A little broken, little new.
           G      C9      G
We are the impact and the glue.
   Em        C9      G     C9  G
Capable more than we know,
             Em    C9    G
We call this fixer upper home.

          G         C9    G
With each year, our color fades.
            G     C9    G
Slowly, our paint chips away.
            C9       D
but we will find the strength
        C9       D
and the nerve it takes
   C9          D           C9      D     G
to repaint and repaint and repaint every day.

        C9               G        D
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind.
        C9           D           G          D
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
           Em         D          C9        G
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
        Em             C9            G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.

        C9               G        D
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind.
        C9           D           G          D
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
           Em         D          C9        G
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
        Em             C9            G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.
        Em             C9            G      C9 G
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.

        G         C9       G
Smaller than dust on this map
         G        C9       G
lies the greatest thing we have:
            Em        C9        G     C9 G
the dirt in which our roots may grow
        Em       C9      G
and the right to call it home.