Well you're smolderin' with fly words, Catch the moment on the run. And you say there's nothin' easy About the plywood tract you're from. And you stand inside your wind stilts; Watch the sentence act begun. So you say you lost your baby Do you know that you're the one.
With the stand to watch the trials go, From here to there behind the scene. Throw your troubles to the moon trolls To swallow up like stormy dreams. Take an entrance to a stand-off, Looking if there's such a strife And you say you lost your baby, wondering if its in your life.
Well you fly your banners Mondays, That take a rise and fall in one. Ask the questions of the pilgrims, As they come to pledge what's done. Claim a tabernacle hillside Where you'll sight the dyin' sun And you say you lost your baby, Do you know that you're the one. So you say you lost your baby, Do you know that you're the one. So you say you lost your baby, Do you know that you're the one.