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Not red not blue not yellow but black, i ll always be a step behind him, he s brian eno brian eno
I followed sounds to a cathedral, the wisdom of oblique stratagems, dipping swords in metaphors
brian eno yeah
because i don t know
If the sky was synthesized, if the sky was synthesized, i m always one step behind him
Past the gates, if the sky was synthesized
What does he know?, but what does he know MGMT, when i tried to humanize by ambient light
And all the spaces left for you, but what does he know Eno, he s making sure that time s preserved well
he s making sure that time s preserved well
We reap what we sow, he promised pretty worlds and all the silence i could dream of
because i don t know
We re always one step behind him, when i tried to humanize by ambient light MGMT, i ll always be a step behind him
Dipping swords in metaphors, when i was stuck he d make me memorize elaborate curses
presented through creative freedoms
What does he know?, past the gates
i can tell that he s trying to smile
My whole foundation came unglued, what does he know?
He s brian eno, soul searching, i d like to see him plant a forest
we reap what we sow
What does he know?, when i was stuck he d make me memorize elaborate curses
I followed sounds to a cathedral, dipping swords in metaphors
He promised pretty worlds and all the silence i could dream of, because i don t know
He s brian eno, we reap what we sow, past the gates
The roses trimmed and the windows dark, i can tell that he s trying to smile, but what does he know
the creature by the water feature with the ghostly glow
what does he know?
Past the gates, john le baptiste de la salle eno
john le baptiste de la salle eno
the prophet of a sapphire soul
I ll always be a step behind him, not red not blue not yellow but black
But what does he know, the wisdom of oblique stratagems Eno, making sure that time s preserved well
i followed sounds to a cathedral
I d like to see him plant a forest, and all the spaces left for you Eno, we re always one step behind him
and all the spaces left for you
john le baptiste de la salle eno
not red not blue not yellow but black
because i don t know
Tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and flip the verses, john le baptiste de la salle eno Eno, and all the spaces left for you
We re always one step behind him, when i tried to humanize by ambient light MGMT, he s brian eno brian eno
I can tell that he s trying to smile, he s making sure that time s preserved well, he promised pretty worlds and all the silence i could dream of
We re always one step behind him, presented through creative freedoms, we re always one step behind him
he s making sure that time s preserved well
What does he know?, he dips swords in metaphors yeah, when i was stuck he d make me memorize elaborate curses
He s brian eno brian eno, because i don t know
We reap what we sow, and everything i say is true, i see the walls through a limestone crack
The roses trimmed and the windows dark, what does he know?
If the sky was synthesized, he s brian eno
Brian eno brian eno, but what does he know, what does he know?
Making sure that time s preserved well, the creature by the water feature with the ghostly glow, it d probably show
we reap what we sow
i can tell that he s doing well
Not red not blue not yellow but black, he s brian eno brian eno
The wisdom of oblique stratagems, what does he know? Eno, i d like to see him plant a forest
You d probably know, he s brian eno brian eno
he s brian eno
We reap what we sow, i can tell when he s kind of smiling, i can tell when he s kind of smiling