So tired, soul I the sounds to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to find They were by Brian Eno
the gates, quite stark The trimmed and the windows dark I see the walls a limestone crack Not red, not blue, not yellow but And all the spaces for you If the sky was you'd probably know
He taught me things The wisdom of stratagems The prophet of a soul Presented through freedoms And I say is true 'Cause if I was telling lies probably show
I can that he's kind of smiling But what does he We're always one step him Brian Eno, Brian Eno
When I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate and formulas to ditch the chori and flip the verses My whole foundation came When I tried to by ambient light
swords in metaphors, yeah But does he know? We're one step behind him He's Brian Eno, Eno
He promised pretty And all the silence I dream of Brian Peter, George St. Le De La Salle Eno
Well, all alone by the stone Where the shade trees The by the water Feature with a glow
Yeah, he's making that time's preserved well We reap we sow always one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, I can tell that doing well, yeah But does he know? 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 tell that kind of smiling But what does he I will always be a behind him Brian Eno
Yeah, he's making sure that preserved well We reap we sow I'm always one behind him I don't know Brian Eno