| Sometimes if you wanna have a clean shirt, you’ve got to wash it
|
| Sometimes if you wanna know what the town is, you know, you’ve really got to
|
| watch it
|
| Sometimes if you really don’t wanna go the way the world is, you just can’t
|
| stop it
|
| And I don’t know which one I rely on but I don’t rely on it
|
| And all these things I know to be true
|
| And each one brings me closer to you, you
|
| And all the things I’ve ever loved…
|
| Sometimes if you wanna know which way your train is going, all you’ve gotta do
|
| is dare to catch it
|
| There’s a sea of longing in my heart but I know I cannot bear to sail it
|
| And the story of the pursuit of a truth keeps on going but it’s so chaotic
|
| I read my books on the flowers, the birds, and the burden of the bees,
|
| I keep them in my pocket
|
| And all these things I know to be true
|
| And each one brings me closer to you, you
|
| And all the things I’ve ever loved…
|
| And every day with the glory of it all
|
| I find cold North wind endurance
|
| This is the last post I’ll ever write, well I’ve got a fever for the pages to
|
| unlock it
|
| And in the woods there’s all to feel and not to feel for the failure of the
|
| fallen
|
| And all the kids in the house tonight, you know they’re really rocking
|
| And all the folks you know, they don’t wanna get up, they wanna get it on here
|
| And all these things I know to be true
|
| And each one brings me closer to you, you
|
| And in all weathers we are realized,
|
| Its water drips and feeds back through the night
|
| To be bathed in the sun’s yellow healing light…
|
| And all the things I’ve ever loved bring me closer to you, you
|
| Bring me closer to you, you,
|
| Bring me closer to you, you
|
| And all the things I’ve ever loved
|
| Each day with glory of it all, I find… |