So tired, soul I followed the sounds to a Imagine my to find that They were produced by Eno
Past the gates, quite The trimmed and the windows dark I see the walls 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 many The of oblique stratagems The of a sapphire soul Presented through freedoms And everything I say is 'Cause if I was lies it'd probably show
I can that he's kind of smiling But what does he always one step behind him He's Brian Eno, Eno
When I was stuck make me memorize elaborate curses Tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and flip the My whole foundation unglued When I tried to humanize by light
swords in metaphors, yeah But what he know? We're always one behind him He's Brian Eno, Eno
He promised worlds And all the silence I could of Brian Peter, George St. Le De La Salle Eno
Well, all by the oldest stone Where the trees grow The by the water Feature with a ghostly
Yeah, he's making sure time's preserved well We what we sow We're one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, I can tell that he's doing well, But does he know? I'm always one behind him He's Eno
Yeah, dipping in metaphors, yeah But what does he I can see you forests 'cause I don't know Eno
I can tell that he's kind of But does he know? I will always be a behind him He's Eno
Yeah, he's making sure time's preserved well We reap we sow I'm always one behind him 'Cause I know Brian Eno