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