Chimes

sing

Sun-

day

morn

To-

day's

the

day

she's

sworn

To

steal

what

she

ne-

ver

could

own

And

race

from

this

hole

she

calls

home

Now

you're

at

the

wheel

Tell

me

how,

how

does

it

feel?

So

good

to

have

e-

qua-

lized

To

lift

up

the

lids

of

your

eyes

As

the

miles

they

di-

sap-

pear

See

land

be-

gin

to

clear

Free

from

the

filth

and

the

scum

This

A-

me-

ri-

can

sa-

tel-

lites

won

She'll

car-

ry

on

through

it

all

She's

a

wa-

ter-

fall

She'll

car-

ry

on

through

it

all

She's

a

wa-

ter-

fall

See

the

steep-

le

pine

The

hills

as

old

as

time

Soon

to

be

put

to

the

test

To

be

whipped

by

the

winds

of

the

west

Stands

on

shif-

ting

sands

The

scales

held

in

her

hands

The

wind

it

just

whips

her

and

waits

And

fills

up

her

bri-

gan-

tine

sails

She'll

car-

ry

on

through

it

all

She's

a

wa-

ter-

fall

She'll

car-

ry

on

through

it

all

She's

a

wa-

ter-

fall