Bm (x24432@1)                     AIn (x02220@1)the grip of a winter came, love and greed
        E (022100@1)                     GInsane (320003@1)with faith, I took the driving front seat
In the lowlight comfort of Berlin streets
The calm from emptiness duetted with my body heat
        Bm (x24432@1)           A (x02220@1)
I was alone at the front line
        E (022100@1)                     GThe (320003@1)message I was told was to try and find
The joy of a lifetime
       Bm (x24432@1)I just can't think of England
       AI (x02220@1)can't see the picture
       E (022100@1)                 GIm (320003@1)still running from the fire, the fire

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire, the fire

In the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the beast before believing the threats
In a foreign field I cut all regrets
But the poisoned stories just repeat themselves in fucked-up mess

I was alone for the first time
The message I was told was to try and find
The joy of a lifetime

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire