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.