Am G
When all the worlds are lost in snow
I have to move this meaning through
Disperse the force so far engendered
F C G
All near the steam and summer view
Am C
And then... remain.
Am G
Where steeples crash in fire and thunder
Where sheets of steel obscure the land
Where word and sense are torn asunder
F C G
Here was the place I chose to stand
F C G
Just when I think I'm going under
Am C
I... remain.
Am G
Well all the waves of spin are foaming
And fake muezzin steam and brew
Formed in the fire of all their longings
F C G
This is the way I took it through
F C G
Just when I think I'm going under
F C G
This is the way I thought it through
F C G...
This is the way I took it under
