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