The blackbird is moving
The river must be flying
I've been dying to tell you
What I've been writing
It's a poem for angels
Directly from man
Says, "Cast off your halos
The truth be damned"
Condemned to be free forever
Alone on a useless endeavor
You can wander the hillside
And climb through the fog
Looking down from the summit
You're gonna find you're not lost
You can cross the equator
Like griffons of old
But you won't see the sunrise
The truth be told
Condemned to be free forever
Alone on a useless endeavor
Why does it all seem planned?
Why does it have to end?
Sound when the clouds clap their hands
Silence of light on the land
Why do you misunderstand
That it happens for you?
It happens for you
It happens for you
It happens for you
Drop the keys on the table
And head right for the bath
You can burn a few candles
Til you're dripping with wax
It's a poem of angles
It's inconsequential
A euclidian plane
That you can't untangle
Condemned to be free forever
Alone on a useless endeavor
Why does it all seem planned?
Why does it have to end?
Sound when the clouds clap their hands
Silence of light on the land
Why do you misunderstand It's for you
It's all for you. It's all for you. It's all for you