F#m                     A
My memory is fleeting with age
        Bm7                         D
As I prepare to touch my pen to the fiber of this page.
        F#m                     A
All the ink will run dry long before
      Bm7                        A
I can write my final tale, given all that lies in store.

    F#m              C#
I'm holding on for delight.
  E
I barrel through the good times
      B
After crawling through the stripe.
A                          C#
Every moment passing never to return.
    F#m                 C#
I'm getting along in my days.
E                                   B
Sipping through the sadness for the calm of better days.

   A
So long as I keep breathing,
      C#
I can find my way.

( F#m  A  G#m  F#m )

F#m               C#
I just can't give in.
F#m                       C#     B
World's so dead that I am living in.
E                        D
I hold out for something else,
F#m E     F#m       D     E
Something words can never tell.
      C#
Can't tell.

( F#m  C#  E  B  A  C# )

F#m                             A
From my way beyond the darkest straight into the light.
E                             B
Promises I'll have my wits to guide me through the night.
A                               C#
I don't dare to turn my head to either side.
F#m                B
It all leads me to sway.
         F#m               B
Like the words that people say.
         D               E        C#
But they won't sweep me away, not today.

F#m               C#
I just can't give in.
F#m                       C#     B
World's so dead that I am living in.
E                        D
I hold out for something else,
F#m E     F#m    D     F#m E     F#m    D
Something bigger than, something better than,
F#m E     F#m   D        E
Something I can stand to find.
       F#m  E  F#m  E  F#m
Yeah yeah.