In spi ra tion,

(A7)move me bright ly.

(E)Light the song with sense and col or, (A)hold a way de spair.

(E)More than (A)this I will not ask.

Faced with (C#m)mys t’ries (Gmaj7)dark and vast,

(E)state ments just seem (A)vain at last.

Some (E)rise,

some fall,

some climb

to get to Ter ra pin.

(E)Count ing (A)stars by can dle light,

all are (C#m)dim, but one is (D)bright.

The (E)spi ral light of Ve nus, ris ing (A)first and shin ing best, (E)oh, (A)from the north west cor ner of a (C#m)brand new (Gmaj7)cres cent (D)moon,

while (E)crick ets and ci ca das sing

a (E)rare and dif f’rent tune.

Ter ra pin (D)Sta (A)tion.

In the (Bm)shad ow (D)of the moon, Ter ra pin (D)Sta tion.

And I know we’ll (D)be there (E)soon.

(Ter ra pin) I can’t fig ure out (Ter ra pin) if it’s the end or be gin ning.

(Ter ra pin) But the train’s put its brakes on (Ter ra pin) and the whis tle is scream ing.

(D)Ter ra pin.