Bm A
When all the worlds are lost in snow
I have to move this meaning through
Disperse the force so far engendered
G D A
All near the steam and summer view
Bm D
And then... remain.
Bm A
Where steeples crash in fire and thunder
Where sheets of steel obscure the land
Where word and sense are torn asunder
G D A
Here was the place I chose to stand
G D A
Just when I think I'm going under
Bm D
I... remain.
Bm A
Well all the waves of spin are foaming
And fake muezzin steam and brew
Formed in the fire of all their longings
G D A
This is the way I took it through
G D A
Just when I think I'm going under
G D A
This is the way I thought it through
G D G...
This is the way I took it under