Under Chords

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
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