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