On the 1
Walking on the one
Burning sun
There's an art to living
Simple, as it is, it will be, what we wish to see
Light house on the coast, generous gifts of the North Pacific
All I ever knew was real blue till I struck old gold
That's just how it goes when you think that you know
Your walls will fall into place, then you'll see
Even before I had eyes, I could see
Soak up all the vibes, squeeze them out onto lonesome people
Time & time again will run out till you reach forever
That's just how it goes when you think that you know
Your walls will fall into place then you'll see
Even before I had eyes, I could see
Everything swimming inside
Even before I had ears, I could hear
Everything coming my way
Autor(es): Fathers & Suns