Dirty Projectors
Inner World
What if I don't know the way to get back to the way I was?
What if I don't want to stay along the path uninterrupted?
Is there a prayer I could say to click my heels and be above it?
Lost the habit
Calling to get through
Remedy caught
I'm losing me for you
All through the undertow
I pursue the bay
Ceaselessly swept out though swimming another way
Inner world
Inner world
Inner world
Inner world
Wanted to help but it
Fold it up in two
Spaces for roses, they forgot to hold
Where is it taking me?
I can only know, yeah
After the tides we recede and we are free to grow
Inner world
Inner world
Inner world
Inner world
From Letras Mania