Am G F G
A restlessness took hold my brain, and questions I could not hold back
Am G F G
An orange monkey on a chain, on a bleak uneven track
Am G F G
Told me that to understand, you must travel back in time
Am G F G C
I took a plane to a foreign land, and said, "I'll write down what I find"
Am G Am G
Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
[Verse 2]
Am G F G
Beneath a mountain's jagged shelves, cloaked with snow and shadows sheer
Am G F G
Plates tipped up upon themselves, the pain of fifty million years
Am G F G
And mules and goats were running wild, a happy chaos carried on
Am G F G C
And old men and the young boys smiled, and worked until the day was gone
Am G Am G
Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
[Verse 3]
Am G F G
The packs of sandy-colored dogs, walked streets that looked like building sites
Am G F G
But piles of rocks and dust and smog, could not block out a different light
Am G F G
When I returned I ran to meet, the monkey but his face had changed
Am G F G C
He stood before me on two feet, the track was now a motorway
Am G Am G
Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
Am G Am G
Ah-ah ah, ah-ah ah
