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[Verse]
Am          F         C             G
Chisel the stone, inward there you go.
Am                   F              C                G
Pretty soon you’ll learn there’s nowhere left to go or turn,
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The halls, the mirrors, the chains, the fears and breath you’ll hold.
Am                F                   C                G
But the crowning queen, well she’s spinning like the world,
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And she goes on and on, and on and she goes.

[Verse]
Am             F            C            G
The teller of tales of stories long forgot,
             Am         F               C               G
He’s still speaking in tongues and he’s rolling in the plot
Am                          F             C          G
with a wheel that spins, without, within a heart of fire,
Am              F                 C               G
With his breath upon the embers as the flames grow higher.
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And he goes on and on, on and he goes.
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It goes on and on, and on and on he goes

[Verse]
Am                 F               C             G
The truth can die ever so young, Reborn upon the beds
      Am                 F                   C               G
of the dying tongue so many have sworn for all truths to be said.
 Am              F                    C                      G
Night it falls upon desire where forgotten dreams can be seen.
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In our eternal flames and fire our bodies wax and wane.
F                             C  G
And it goes on and on, it goes.
F                             C   G
On and on, and on and on it goes

[Bridge]
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On and on and on and on
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On and on and on and on
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On and on and on and on
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On and on and on and on