Lyrics
With a fervour inherited, but i ve no idea to whom this may concern
dear whom it may concern
but oh how rich the soil
Someone upturned the furniture in my mind, they are returned when you re, i think i m falling and there s no return
I feel as though i m about to crash and burn, it s time to embark
how wondrous the upheaval
ignore the spectrum
I m on my own, with all of the spectrum, so do not blunt the surgeon s knife
They are returned to the cosmos, how wondrous the upheaval Enter, ignore the spectrum
But i ve no idea to whom this may concern, as one child is taught red on his mother s knee the one true colour The, it will be subsequently delivered
It must be subsequently delivered, it will be subsequently delivered
i m on my own
Do not stage theatre and call it truth, and enrich one s tenure
and when one child is taught red on his mother s knee
Someone upturned the furniture in my mind, do not stage theatre and call it truth The, someone upturned the furniture in my mind
and when one child is taught red on his mother s knee
With all of the spectrum, so do not blunt the surgeon s knife, so do not blunt the surgeon s knife
It must be subsequently delivered, so do not blunt the surgeon s knife
And then the atoms that you borrowed, and then the atoms that you borrowed
i think i m falling and there s no return
And enrich one s tenure, and when one child is taught red on his mother s knee
with a fervour inherited
Do not stage theatre and call it truth, it s time to embark, and when one child is taught red on his mother s knee
With all of the spectrum, in the arena of the endless unknown
i m looking out at all the stars and i learn
A neighbor is taught blue on his mother s knee the one true colour, someone has whipped the carpet from beneath my feet The, there s so much to explore there s so much to absorb
It s time to embark, in the arena of the endless unknown
And when one child is taught red on his mother s knee, they are returned to the cosmos, a neighbor is taught blue on his mother s knee the one true colour
But oh how rich the soil, in the arena of the endless unknown
I m on my own, i feel as though i m about to crash and burn
With a fervour inherited, i m on my own, i think i m falling and there s no return
And enrich one s tenure, do not stage theatre and call it truth, it s time to embark
Someone upturned the furniture in my mind, ignore the spectrum
Someone has whipped the carpet from beneath my feet, but i ve no idea to whom this may concern
it must be subsequently delivered
but oh how rich the soil
how wondrous the upheaval
And then the atoms that you borrowed, ignore the spectrum The, do not stage theatre and call it truth
And then the atoms that you borrowed, with a fervour inherited, it will be subsequently delivered
And then the atoms that you borrowed, it must be subsequently delivered True, i m looking out at all the stars and i learn
i m on my own
they are returned to the cosmos
as one child is taught red on his mother s knee the one true colour
Ignore the spectrum, how wondrous the upheaval, i feel as though i m about to crash and burn
they are returned to the cosmos
i feel as though i m about to crash and burn