Are you listening
To distant birds that sing
Or to the words you think are so Or to the words you think you know
Resort to whisperings
That carry with the wind
Telling secrets you were told
Telling secrets you were sold
There you speak again
You don’t know what you said
Like a poet without a rhyme
Like a drummer out of time
So try reading with your ears
To distract you from your fears
Then we’ll make it to the end
Then we’ll make it out as friends
I’ve been through the worst of it
I have seen it all
From the beginning of the living love
To the ending of it all
I’ve been through the worst of it
I have seen it all
We’re limitless