C#sus4          C#m
Along the track the wires are humming
C#sus4            C#m
In bursts of code like far-off drums
D   C#sus4   D   C#sus4
Fathering a message Further up the line
 D    C#sus4
Someone's shouting down the passage of time

C#sus4         C#m
The corridor restrains the window
C#sus4        C#
No view without the eye (I?) within
D   C#sus4      D    C#sus4
Bold upon the threshold But holding on the line
D      C#sus4
Shouting down the passage of time

Bb     A  C#     B
Relatives speak on the phone on the train
Ab    Ab     B   Bbsus4
Talking before they have thought to explain
Bb      A  C#m          B
Voices pitched wildly on tracks in the night
Ab       Ab  B     Bbsus4
Can't pick the pace up, oh let there be light
 Ab F#    E
How light becomes the soul

C#sus4       C#m
You know yourself the centre of attention
C#sus4       C#m
You know yourself the locus of event
D       C#sus4        D   C#sus4
Sorry if it's painful Quarrying the lime, stage centre
D      C#sus4
Shouting down the passage of time

C#sus4         C#
The corridor retains its shadows

its secrets compartmentalised

damping down on ambience

damp the teeth and grind

shouting down the passage of time!

Bb      A    C#m     B
What's there to see or make clear
Ab     Ab    B   Bbsus4
What's there to know when the voice is right here
Bb      A    C#m    B
What's there to promise or vow
Ab    Ab     B   Bbsus4
What's to believe when the time is right now

Bb     A  C#m      B
Relatives speak on the phone on the train
Ab    Ab     B   Bbsus4
Talking before they have thought to refrain
Bb    A   C#      B
Voices projecting, spears in mid-flight
Ab    Ab      B         Bbsus4
Frozen forever, oh let there be light!!