To bear it down, to be in flight, to bear it down, to be in flight. It wasn't about me, it was only a stone, in my shoe. Then worries came to perch on us, impatience and our painted bus.
(Oh Oh Oh Oh) It rots. (Oh Oh Oh Oh) It rots. (Oh Oh Oh Oh) It rots. (Oh Oh Oh Oh) It rots. . Well I have known you. For just a little while. But I feel I've known you.