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