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