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