G                                    C 
I decided on that evening that I was through with sitting still 
        G                            C 
I stood up and started moving with a childlike fascination 
          G 
For those doors that don't have locks 
         C 
And the stairways that were blocked 
         G 
So I dug through the obstruction 
        C 
Put my fist around the railing 
         G 
And each step was far apart 
        C 
And far away from steps before it 
        G 
And the air was getting thinner 
        C 
Til I couldn't breathe at all 
         G 
And if I happened to look behind me 
           C 
There were miles and miles of stairs 
            G 
Enough so I couldn't see the doorway 
      C 
But I knew that it was there 
            G 
And on the last step I was dizzy 
                  C 
'Cause there were stairs in all directions 
      G 
But I found another door 
                C 
And through the door there was the attic 
            G 
Without old clothes 
 
Without a ceiling 
     C 
Everything had opened wide 
         G 
Into the jaws of something bigger 
     C 
And suddenly I saw that I was 
G            C          G                C 
Upstairs and outside and freezing on the roof 
G              C 
Finally it had found me 
    G           C                G 
The answer, the feeling, and the truth: 
G 
That I'm small 
That I'm small 
That I'm small 
I'm smaller than the smallest fireball.