So tired, soul I followed the sounds to a Imagine my surprise to find They produced by Brian Eno
Past the gates, quite The roses trimmed and the windows I see the walls through a crack Not red, not blue, not but black And all the spaces for you If the sky was synthesized probably know
He taught me many The wisdom of oblique The prophet of a sapphire Presented creative freedoms And I say is true 'Cause if I was telling lies it'd show
I can tell he's kind of smiling But what does he always one step behind him He's Eno, Brian Eno
When I was stuck he'd me memorize elaborate curses Tinctures and to ditch the chori and flip the verses My whole came unglued When I tried to by ambient light
Dipping in metaphors, yeah But what he know? We're always one step him Brian Eno, Brian Eno
He promised worlds And all the silence I could of Peter, George St. John Le Baptiste De La Eno
Well, all alone by the stone the shade trees grow The creature by the with a ghostly glow
Yeah, making sure that time's preserved well We what we sow always one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, I can that he's doing well, yeah But does he know? I'm always one step him Brian Eno
Yeah, dipping swords in metaphors, But what he know? I can see you planting forests 'cause I don't Eno
I can tell he's kind of smiling But what he know? I will always be a behind him Brian Eno
Yeah, he's sure that time's preserved well We what we sow I'm always one step him I don't know Brian Eno