So tired, searching I followed the to a cathedral my surprise to find that They produced by Brian Eno
the gates, quite stark The trimmed and the windows dark I see the walls through a crack Not red, not blue, not but black And all the left for you If the sky was synthesized you'd probably
He me many things The wisdom of oblique The of a sapphire soul Presented through creative And I say is true 'Cause if I was lies it'd probably show
I can tell that he's kind of But what does he We're one step behind him He's Brian Eno, Eno
When I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate Tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and the verses My whole foundation came When I tried to by ambient light
swords in metaphors, yeah But what he know? always one step behind him He's Brian Eno, Eno
He pretty worlds And all the silence I could of Brian Peter, George St. Le Baptiste De La Eno
Well, all alone by the stone the shade trees grow The by the water Feature with a ghostly
Yeah, he's making sure that time's preserved We what we sow always one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, I can that he's doing well, yeah But does he know? I'm one step behind him Brian 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 kind of smiling But what he know? I will always be a step him Brian Eno
Yeah, he's making sure time's preserved well We what we sow I'm always one behind him I don't know Brian Eno