So tired, soul I the sounds to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to find They were produced by Eno
the gates, quite stark The roses trimmed and the dark I see the through a limestone crack Not red, not blue, not yellow but And all the left for you If the sky was synthesized probably know
He taught me things The wisdom of oblique The of a sapphire soul Presented through freedoms And I say is true if I was telling lies it'd probably show
I can tell that he's kind of But what he know? always one step behind him He's Eno, Brian Eno
When I was stuck he'd make me memorize curses Tinctures and formulas to ditch the and flip the verses My whole came unglued When I tried to humanize by ambient
swords in metaphors, yeah But what does he always one step behind him He's Brian Eno, Eno
He promised worlds And all the I could dream of Peter, George St. John Le De La Salle Eno
Well, all alone by the oldest the shade trees grow The by the water Feature a ghostly glow
Yeah, he's making sure that preserved well We what we sow We're one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, I can that he's doing well, yeah But what does he I'm always one step him He's Eno
Yeah, dipping in metaphors, yeah But what he know? I can see you planting 'cause I don't know Eno
I can that he's kind of smiling But what he know? I will be a step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, he's making sure that preserved well We reap we sow I'm always one step him 'Cause I know Brian Eno