So tired, searching I followed the to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to find They were produced by Eno
the gates, quite stark The roses and the windows dark I see the walls through a limestone Not red, not blue, not yellow but And all the left for you If the sky was you'd probably know
He me many things The wisdom of stratagems The of a sapphire soul Presented through freedoms And everything I say is 'Cause if I was telling lies it'd show
I can tell that kind of smiling But does he know? We're always one behind him He's Eno, Brian Eno
When I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate Tinctures and formulas to the chori and flip the verses My foundation came unglued When I tried to humanize by light
Dipping swords in metaphors, But what does he We're always one step him He's Brian Eno, Eno
He promised worlds And all the I could dream of Brian Peter, George St. Le Baptiste De La Eno
Well, all alone by the stone Where the trees grow The creature by the with a ghostly glow
Yeah, he's sure that time's preserved well We reap we sow always one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, I can tell he's doing well, yeah But what he know? I'm always one behind him Brian Eno
Yeah, dipping swords in metaphors, But does he know? I can see you planting forests 'cause I don't Eno
I can that he's kind of smiling But does he know? I will always be a behind him He's Eno
Yeah, he's making that time's preserved well We reap we sow I'm always one behind him 'Cause I don't know Eno