D E G C
Bm G
Where I go when i go there
A Bm
No more memory anymore
Bm G
Only men on distant ships
A Em
The women with them swimming with them to shore
Bm G
Where I go when I go there
A Bm
No more whispering anymore
Bm G
Only hymns upon your lips
A Em
A mystic wisdom rising with them to shore
D E
Touch me-just like that
G C
And that-oh yeah-now that's heaven
D E
Now that I like
God that's so nice
G C
Now lower down where the figs lie
Pretty much the same throughout the rest of the song