B G#m E x2
B
Our thoughts are mounted like specimens;
G#m E
we have to explain what we find
B
But the wasteland of possibilities
G#m E
is playing tricks on my mind
B E
So look away, I look away sometimes
B E
I look away, I look away sometimes
B G#m E x2
B
Where’s the focus and direction
G#m E
These currents are dragging us away
B
Aimless and numb,
G#m E
Just drift along a little while
B E
Just look away, just look away sometimes
B E
It goes away, it goes away sometimes
F#
So come on let’s dissect it
E B
Let’s cut it up till it’s gone
F#
Let’s break it up into pieces
E B
Throw away what we don’t understand
B E
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
B E
It comes together again, it comes together again in the end
B
Motives and means
G#m E
Now they seem like a dream within a dream
B
Concepts and ideas that don’t
G#m E
seem to be making any sense
B E
Just look away, just look away sometimes
B E
It goes away, it goes away sometimes
B B
G#m G#m
B B
G#m G#m
F#
So come on let’s dissect it
E B
Let’s cut it up till it’s gone
F#
Let’s break it up into pieces
E B
Throw away what we don’t understand
F#
So come on let’s dissect it
E B
Let’s cut it up till it’s gone
F#
Let’s break it up into pieces
E B
Throw away what we don’t understand
B E
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
B E
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
B E
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
B E
It comes together again, it comes together again in the end
B G#m E x4
End on D