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