you're one with the burden of intuition. you're one with the freedom of a blank stare. you're one with the best friend you lost you wish was still there. you're one with the dust on that old piano. you're one with the strings on your new guitar. you're one with the wind through the open window, you are.
it was a faint line that brought you here and a pulse that kept you in time. it was the comfort of a tradition but the fear that you were not that kind. and it's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself in everything you're running from. and it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down as the one that's gonna pick you up, and pick you up.
you're one with the echoes of conversation. you're one with the strangers you overheard. you're one with the lesson that was the best one you learned.
it was a faint line that brought you here and a pulse that kept you in time. it was the comfort of a tradition but the fear that you were not that kind. but you are. and it's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself in everything you're running from. and it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down as the one that's gonna pick you up, and pick you up.
it was a long dark, sleepy, morning walk and you fell down facing up. it was a good start. it was a good start.
it was a long dark, sleepy, morning walk and you fell down facing up. it was a good start. it was a good start.
and it's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself in everything you're running from. and it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down as the one that's gonna pick you up. and it's a shame now, baby, you can't separate yourself from where you stood. and it's the same world, honey, made you feel so bad as the one that made you feel so good, feel so good.
it was a faint line that brought you here and a pulse that kept you in time. it was the comfort of a tradition but the fear that you were not that kind. and it's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself in everything you're running from. and it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down as the one that's gonna pick you up, and pick you up.
you're one with the echoes of conversation. you're one with the strangers you overheard. you're one with the lesson that was the best one you learned.
it was a faint line that brought you here and a pulse that kept you in time. it was the comfort of a tradition but the fear that you were not that kind. but you are. and it's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself in everything you're running from. and it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down as the one that's gonna pick you up, and pick you up.
it was a long dark, sleepy, morning walk and you fell down facing up. it was a good start. it was a good start.
it was a long dark, sleepy, morning walk and you fell down facing up. it was a good start. it was a good start.
and it's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself in everything you're running from. and it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down as the one that's gonna pick you up. and it's a shame now, baby, you can't separate yourself from where you stood. and it's the same world, honey, made you feel so bad as the one that made you feel so good, feel so good.