(Tim Finn/Neil Finn). You and I we circle each other. The truth is a powerful magnet. and beauty draws you in to her dragnet. then she sets you free. Strangeness and Charm.
Wick in the candle. What lies beneath. Look in the shadows. And the spaces in between. A vision ghosted. Appearing on my screen. . Soul, where is my soul.
Has she fallen from the sky. So heavy of heart. The sigh was on her tongue. The grief was in her arms. . She will suffer never. I mean her no harm. . She'll come slowly rising.
Over these green hills, blue electric light. Always in my blood, forever in my eyes. Black window space a basket made of flax. Broken mirror view, let your eyes relax.
There's a wild thing in the wool shed and it's keeping me awake at night. A devil in the closet and a feeling I'd prefer to hide. He is religion, he won't hear me when I cry for help.
Speed through the night, my gritty eyes. So fever bright, scars on my hand. A gravel stone, I took a bite. . I kiss the road of Rarotonga. Taste some gravel.
In so many ways, I'm the same as you. In so many things better left unsaid. From out of the deep well the water flows into the sea. . And that's the way it starts.