You can give them all the things they need
You can tell them that its all for good
You can say it every single way
And you can tell them that you think they should
Just open their eyes to the cities inside
...I wish you would.

I heard a skipping in the beats repeating
The sound of clutter from your untamed heart
Tell me honey is there something missing?
Perhaps the reason for your distant part
In all to be found, set an ear to the ground
And list well

Plan a promising flee, send our ships to sea