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