F#m E
Take out the stories
B D
They've put into your mind
F#m E
And brace for the glory
B D F#m
As you stare into the sky, the sky
E B D
Beneath I know you can't be tired
F#m
Lay there
E
Stare at the ceiling
B D
And switch back to your time
F#m
Just go ahead
E
Now try and taste it
B D
I know it should be ripe
F#m E
Thrust
B D
Ahead
F#m E B
Turning in circles, been caught in a stasis
D E F#m
The ancient arrival cut to the end
E B
I'd like to be taken apart from the inside
D E F#m
Then spit through the cycle right to the end
D-A-D
F#m E B D
I wonder just how you shaped it to get back to your prize
F#m E
Thrust
B D
Ahead
F#m E B
Turning in circles, been caught in a stasis
D E F#m
The ancient arrival cut to the end
E B
I'd like to be taken apart from the inside
D E F#m
Then spit through the cycle right to the end
D-A-D
F#m E
Wake for the glory
B D
I know you can't be tired
F#m E B
Turning in circles, been caught in a stasis
D E F#m
The ancient arrival cut to the end
E B
I'd like to be taken apart from the inside
D E F#m
Then spit through the cycle right to the end