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