Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song She Moves In Secret Ways, artist - Polly Paulusma. Album song Cosmic Rosy Spine Kites, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 19.05.2005
Record label: One Little Independent
Song language: English
She Moves In Secret Ways |
On a river of sighs |
A boat came towards me |
A flimsy disguise |
Covered the devil |
Who sang from a songsheet |
Of how modern life’s a bore |
In his choirboys' attire |
He sang me the life to which |
Good girls aspire |
Where men in white coats |
Give us pills to tame the horses that stamp on our floors |
And pills for when the horses have bolted out the door |
It’s hard to explain |
I don’t like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time |
I’m running out of trails |
Worn paths don’t lead to where I need to get to every time |
She moves in secret ways |
And there is grace and poised perfection when she takes the helm |
She moves in secret ways |
Now the house is on fire |
The rats are all screaming |
The horses are tired |
They think they’re still dreaming |
'Cause the barn doors are open |
The crossbar is hanging in the wind |
So the devils sings higher |
«Oh just look at what you’re doing!» |
Yeah, he’s joined by a choir |
Of doctors and statesmen Who plan their sorry lives |
To the last day’s end |
But look at all the happy things that happen by accident |
It’s hard to explain |
I don’t like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time |
I’m running out of trails |
Worn paths don’t lead to where I need to get to every time |
She moves in secret ways |
And there is grace and poised perfection when she takes the helm |
She moves in secret |
Days gone by I thought I had it all |
Filed in little boxes |
Now I find I never had control |
I just took little chances and won |
Now the devil’s downstream |
He’s singing to someone |
My horses are free |
They answer to no-one |
Unbridled, untethered |
They roam on the unmarked land |
In my house there’s a calm |
A peace has descended |
No need for alarm |
It’s as she intended |
I’m through with trying to fight the things I don’t understand |
Accept my sweet surrender to the greater, better plan |
It’s hard to explain |
I don’t like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time |
I’m running out of trails |
Worn paths don’t lead to where I need to get to every time |
She moves in secret ways |
And there is grace and poised perfection when she takes the helm |
She moves in secret ways |
She moves in secret ways |
She moves in secret ways |