| D | |
| Such is the way of the world |
| G | |
| You can ne | ver know |
| D | |
| Just where to put all your faith |
| G | |
| And how | will it grow |
| A | |
| Gonna | rise up |
| D | G | |
| Bringing back holes and dark | memories |
| A | |
| Gonna | rise up |
| D | G | |
| Turning mistakes into | gold |
| Interlude: D - A - G (x2) |
| D | |
| Such is the passage of time |
| G | |
| Too | fast to fold |
| D | |
| And | suddenly swallowed by signs |
| G | |
| Low | and behold |
| A | |
| Gonna | rise up |
| D | G | |
| Find my direction mag | netically |
| A | |
| Gonna | rise up |
| D | G | |
| Throw down my ace in th | e hole |
End: A - D - G (x2) / D - D - D (x2) / A - G - D