While slowly south bound sifting through patient air their legs are bending Back to find the roots where We offered only explanations Because we will only take what hands and backs and legs can carry
Someday we'll find a home, someday we'll find a lonely lonely home Where we'll pass time where we'll bring change, where we'll be change (i found the way out, but if I told you you'd be down) Lips likely loose and pouring out film lines
A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you Open and apart in steps that never move
So children come in find a seat we made your room/you're sure to use You missed the sparrow's mark A breath of rockets shone like torches. Boss we got a problem the people will not listen Their ears are full of cranks, bells, pulley's, wheels, and bolts Automated fiction with film on the eyes and the doctors claim Lengths of snakes match each silent syllable Hello. You missed the sparrow's mark...A breath of rockets shone like torches. So children come in find a seat we made your room/you're sure to use A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you Open and apart in steps that never move
Back to the world, the acrobats spinning around With his head in the bay, stepping in close to that door Shivers in pain, his mind slipping back in to Behind his view a place he made through that door Back filling gold and colors that poured from his Mouth dripping shame found as the flowed through that door Comforts in time that pull and push against the moon climbing games That reach us to get through that door Now back to the world, the acrobats spinning around Their heads in the bay all the way back to that door
Where its always, always for the lord/law Just what percent is left? Money or mind? You see I found out where the money is it's all in lies
I found the way out. But. If I told you you'd be down. And I hate to get you down when you're up so high so high. Children come in, find a seat you're sure to do. Lengths of snakes, they match each silent syllable Hello. You missed the sparrow's mark A breath of rockets shone like torches. So children come in find a seat we made your room/you're sure to use A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you Open and apart in steps that never move More from Portugal. The Man