Foresight is enlightening
A soothing mental faculty
Under the canopy
I rest my head
As six sets of eyes take my surroundings
Drifting is a song that's taken a grounding
And it appears as if you've lost your dog's bone
Like a kid whose scoop of ice cream fell off the cone
During summer, man
What a bummer, man
It's love melted and gone
But don't break your back on those stones you sleep on
If there's anything you need
I won't be far away
For I am here
And all will be clear
I believe in the self
That believes in it too
What consumes
And resumes
To mesmerize a few
A resentful sound
Condemning lives alike
To strike it down
It goes down
Throw your hands up
Before it goes down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
In an immaculate push
In an immaculate push
In an immaculate push
In an immaculate push
But don't break your back on those stones you sleep on
If there's anything you need
I won't be far away
And don't break your back on those stones you sleep on
If there's anything you need
I won't be far away
So don't break your back on those stones you sleep on
If there's anything you need
I won't be far away
Don't break your back on those stones you sleep on
If there's anything you need
I'll be there
Toll-taker
Don't give in
Great Sage
Forever
My toll-taker
Don't give in
Great Sage
I won't leave you
To carry on alone
I won't let you
Be buried in the snow
I won't leave you
To carry on alone
I won't let you
Be buried in the snow
Sleep tight
My angelic sight
Sleep tight
Sleep tight
My angelic sight
Sleep tight
Sleep tight
My angelic sight
Sleep tight