(0:33)
All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here.
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk, girl
Now your conscience is clear.
In the morning when I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away.
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say
I'll never hear you
And never do what you say...
(01:15) Chorus:
Look, my eyes are just holograms
Look, your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety,
More than twist in my sobriety.
(Instrumental Bridge)
(01:54)
We just poked a little empty pie
For the fun that people had at night.
Late at night don't need hostility
Timid smile and pause to free.
I don't care about their different thoughts
Different thoughts are good for me.
Up in arms and chaste and whole
All God's children took their toll.
(02:27) Chorus:
Look, my eyes are just holograms
Look, your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety,
More than twist in my sobriety.
(Instrumental Bridge)
