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