And I know the words
of the birds
they're floating by my window
In in a sea of swords
swimming towards
a light that did misguide me
It's hard for me to lose myself
It's hard for me to lose myself
It's not hard for me to lose myself
he said
It's not hard for me to lose myself
It's not hard for me to lose myself
It's not hard for me to lose myself
he said
And I've been picking flowers from the gardens
sitting in my room and pressing them in books
and I'm waiting for someone better
to bring me something better
I'll put my right hand to my chest
and I'll swear by the sun, I'm doing my best
I'm doing my best
It's not so bad after all, after all
There's an orange blossom, it's growing out my window
It's not so bad after all, after all
Last night I dreamt cat was an angel
Where we've come
where we've been
where we're going
all the same
Where we've come
where we've been
where we're going
all the same
Where we've come
where we've been
where we're going
all the same
Where we've come
where we've been
where we're going
all the same (x9)