U2 - Kite

Intro: E A x2 

 E          A          E            A      E  
Something is about to give, I can feel it coming  
            A          E  
I think I know what it is.  
           A       E              A       E  
I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to live  
      A        E                          A          E  
And when I'm flat on my back, I hope to feel like I did.  
     A                                      C#m  
And hardness, it sets in, you need some protection  
                  A  
The thinner the skin.  
E                 A         C#m                  A  
  I want you to know, that you don't need me anymore  
E                 A                     C#m                 A  
  I want you to know, you don't need anyone, or anything at all.  
E  
Who's to say where the wind will take you  
B  
Who's to say what it is will break you  
A  
Well, I don't know, which way the wind will blow.  
E  
Who's to know when the time is come around  
B                        A  
Don't want to see your cry, I know that this is not goodbye.  

Break: E A x4
  
        E                                  A    
In the summer I can taste the salt of the sea  
           E                                   A
There's a kite blowing out of control on the breeze  
   E                             A
I wonder what's gonna happen to you  
     E
You wonder what has happened to me.  
 
Solo: A  A  C#m  A 
 
       E    B              A            
I'm a man,     I'm not a child. 
       E         B        A 
I'm a man, who sees the shadow behind your eyes  
E  
Who's to say where the wind will take you  
B  
Who's to say what it is will break you  
A  
I don't know, where the wind will blow.  
E  
Who's to know when the time has come around  
B                        A                               
Don't want to see your cry, I know that this is not goodbye.   

Break: E A X2
       
       E
Did I waste it?
        A               E
Not so much i couldn't taste it
       A         E  
life should be fragrant
     A            E
rooftop to the basement
     A           E 
the last of the rockstars
      A                  E 
when hip hop turned the beat cars
        A             E
in the time when new media
       A         E
who's the big idea
      A            E
that was the big idea

Outro: A  E  A