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