Don't tamper with the compass dial. Where will it take us?
Where running back to the start. Feels like it's over.
Don't aim with out a target. Where will we end up?
Were a fountain to fall from the sky. There'd be a thousand witnesses.
But the crowd hears screams. We don't see a thing. Our eyes are open.
Are we looking the right way? Cause we dot see a thing. Our minds are open. There'd be a thousand witnesses There'd be a thousand witnesses
Stay in place. Use it right. It was an anchor. Pour concrete on the roots. Just to make sure. Just to make sure you'd never move.
If a fountain did fall from the sky there would be a thousand witnesses. Our eyes are open. We're running back to the start it feels like its over. We're running back to the start. It feels like.
It was an anchor Pour concrete on the roots. Just to make sure. Just to make sure you'd never move.