So tired, searching I followed the to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to that They were produced by Eno
Past the gates, quite The roses trimmed and the dark I see the walls through a crack Not red, not blue, not but black And all the left for you If the sky was synthesized probably know
He taught me many The of oblique stratagems The prophet of a soul Presented through freedoms And everything I say is 'Cause if I was telling lies it'd probably
I can tell that he's of smiling But what does he We're always one behind him He's Eno, Brian Eno
When I was stuck he'd make me elaborate curses Tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and the verses My whole foundation came When I tried to humanize by light
Dipping swords in metaphors, But does he know? We're always one behind him Brian Eno, Brian Eno
He pretty worlds And all the silence I could of Peter, George St. John Le Baptiste De La Eno
Well, all alone by the oldest Where the shade grow The by the water Feature with a ghostly
Yeah, he's making sure that preserved well We what we sow We're one step behind him Brian Eno
Yeah, I can tell he's doing well, yeah But does he know? I'm always one step him He's Eno
Yeah, dipping in metaphors, yeah But what he know? I can see you planting 'cause I don't know Eno
I can tell he's kind of smiling But what does he I will be a step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, he's making sure that time's well We reap we sow I'm always one behind him 'Cause I don't Brian Eno