Bm
A
Up the snowy spires, where the air is thin as glass
E G F#
Once a year the cold mists clear and you can see inside the earth
Bm A
High in that crystal palace I built a sailing ship
E G F#
Mast and wheel of polished brass, sails of golden silk
Bm A
I piped the engine steam, I set velocitations
E G F#
I consulted dusty maps, set careful calibrations
D A
Ever inward ever in, peering through my scope
C B
I sailed deep into the hollows, deep inside the earth
Bm
A
I traveled a boiling river through streams of mercury
E G F#
Underneath volcanoes and the roots of ancient trees
Bm A
Underneath stalactites I lit phosphorus lamps
E G F#
Sparks snapped into the air and coiled up the mast
A E G D A E G D Bm
A
I watched enormous birds diving through the slate
E G F#
As I stood upon the prow in my oilskin cap and cape
Bm A
At last my anchor caught and echoed through the stone
E G F#
As I climbed an old rope ladder miles through the gloam
Bm A
Then up above I saw it, a glowworm’s little light
E G F#
And I reached out and caught it in the center of the night
D A
Tightly in my fist I held that glowing worm
C B
Deep down in the hollows I held the center of the world
