Verse: Gm Dm In the grip of a winter came love and greed F C Insane with faith, I took the driving front seat Gm Dm In the lowlight comfort of Berlin streets F C The calm from emptiness duetted with my body heat Pre-chorus: Gm Dm F I was alone at the front line Gm Dm F The message I was told was to triumph F At the joy of a lifetime Chorus: Gm I just canʼt think of England Dm I canʼt see the picture F C Iʼm still running from the fire, the fire Gm I just canʼt think of England Dm I canʼt see the picture F C Iʼm still running from the fire, the fire Verse: Gm Dm In the twilight hours of nervous rest F C I bought the peace before believing the threats Gm Dm In a foreign field, I cut all regrets F C But the boys in stories just repeat themselves In a fucked up mess Pre-chorus: Gm Dm F I was alone for the first time Gm Dm F The message I was told was to triumph F At the joy of a lifetime Chorus: Gm I just canʼt think of England Dm I canʼt see the picture F C Iʼm still running from the fire, the fire Gm I just canʼt think of England Dm I canʼt see the picture F C Iʼm still running from the fire, the fire
