G# D# | D#   | F#    | C#
C#  D | D#

[Verse]
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"Birds and planes go through the rainbow
Dm  C  F    Dm    G            Cm
Every day though you simply refuse
               Fm      F                C
Old-fashioned ferris wheels are no big deal
  F                            G
They're just big wheels with chairs
              A#m            C7       Fm  C
So don't be scared Just set yourself free
     F        D        C
She tells me it's alright
   A#   A7    Dm   C
To open up my eyes
     F       Dm    G
She holds onto my hand
           D#    C   Fm
And the clouds float by
     F             A#     C
The couple in the car below
      A#             A7     Dm C
They wave to us and say hello
    F          Dm      G
I think they understand
     D#        C
The way we're feeling

Fm C         Dm  C      A#   A7
I don't need to say 'I love you'
 Dm   C      F   Dm  G          D#
When we're floating so far up above
 C       Fm      F     Dm C      A#
Everyone else's lives are intertwined
A7    Dm    C   F
With yours and mine
Dm G     D#          Edim Fm           C    Dm
I hope they find the joy that we have found

     F       Dm      C
She tells me it's alright
   A#   A7     Dm   C
To open up my eyes
     F      Dm     G
She holds onto my hand
          D#    C     Fm
And the clouds race by
     F             Dm    C
The couple in the car above
      A#
I suppose they think
      A7         Dm  C
That we're in love
    F         Dm       G
I think they might be right

[Verse]
G                                                D#
And without warning when we're almost at the top
D#                                                C7
The wheel that turns us all comes to a sudden stop
C7                        Cm7     Cm                G#
The wind that's blown us dies a quick and painless death
                                     F         D#
The air gets clammy and we hold each other's breath
                                               F#
We get the feeling that we're not alone in this
F#                                       C#
And then a god who really ought not to exist
                                         Dm       D#
Sticks out a great big hand and grabs me by the wrist
              D#7                                   G#
And asks me "why?" and I say "well God, it's like this
                                           E
It may be arrogance or just appalling taste
E                                                     C#7
But I'd rather use my pain than let it all go to waste
C#7                                          A
On some old god who tells me what I want to hear
                                    E
As if I cannot tell obedience from fear
                                       F#m   G
I want to take my pleasures where and how I will
                                          D
Be they disgraceful or distasteful or distilled
                                             E
And to be frank I find that life has more appeal
                                           A
Without a driver who's asleep behind the wheel"
                                           F
Then God decides that he has taken quite enough
                                         D
Of all this atheistic tosh I'm spouting off
                                          A#
And so he calls upon his favourite angel choir
                                                      F
To sing of times when men were filled with Christian fire
                                              G#
But over-zealous angels flap their wings too fast
                                          F       D#
And cause the wind to blow and turn the wheel at last
                                            F
And soon my feet are safely back on solid ground
                                         Gm
And then I hear a voice say "don't look down!"