Bm 

                               A 
Up the snowy spires, where the air is thin as glass 

       E                                     G              F# 
Once a year the cold mists clear and you can see inside the earth 

Bm                            A 
High in that crystal palace I built a sailing ship 

         E                        G               F# 
Mast and wheel of polished brass, sails of golden silk 

  Bm                        A 
I piped the engine steam, I set velocitations 

        E                   G       F# 
I consulted dusty maps, set careful calibrations 

D                    A 
Ever inward ever in, peering through my scope 

  C                             B 
I sailed deep into the hollows, deep inside the earth 

Bm 
                           A 
I traveled a boiling river through streams of mercury 

  E                          G                F# 
Underneath volcanoes and the roots of ancient trees 

Bm                           A 
Underneath stalactites I lit phosphorus lamps 

       E                        G             F# 
Sparks snapped into the air and coiled up the mast 

A E G D A E G D Bm 
                         A             
I watched enormous birds diving through the slate 

     E                         G               F# 
As I stood upon the prow in my oilskin cap and cape 

   Bm                        A 
At last my anchor caught and echoed through the stone 

     E                          G                 F# 
As I climbed an old rope ladder miles through the gloam 

Bm                      A 
Then up above I saw it, a glowworm’s little light 

    E                                  G             F# 
And I reached out and caught it in the center of the night 

D                    A 
Tightly in my fist I held that glowing worm 

C                                   B 
Deep down in the hollows I held the center of the world