The Wild Trapeze Lyrics - The Wild Trapeze - Brandon Boyd

A boy upon a tireless trail, with the wind at his back 

He's becoming one--coming one 

He's becoming one. 

The birds, the bees, the wild trapeze, 

Symbiotic heart-attack. 

He's becoming one--coming one 

He's becoming one. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

No borders, no empires, no inquisitions, 

Point or blame. 

He's becoming one--coming one 

He's becoming one. 

Up, North, down South, back East and out West, 

They're saying his bright-eyed name. 

He's becoming one--coming one 

He's becoming One. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Stand still, 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

Still... 

Like a humming bird in flight. 

He's becoming one--coming one 

He's becoming one--coming one 

Armed only with an old guitar, 

Broken-end on wits and whim, 

He's becoming one--coming one 

He's becoming one. 

Humming bird up in an April sky, observed and said of him 

He's becoming one--coming one 

Yeah, he's coming home.