Better than watching geller bending silver spoons

Better than witnessing newborn nebulas in bloom

She who sees from 'up high' smiles and surely sings

Perspective pries your once weighty eyes and it gives you wings



I haven’t felt the way, I feel today

In so long it’s hard for me to specify

I’m beginning to notice

How much this feels like a waking limb

Pins and needles, nice to know you

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

To know you



Deeper than the deepest Cousteau would ever go

Higher than the heights of what we often think we know

Blessed she who clearly sees the wood for the trees

To obtain a 'bird's eye' is to turn a blizzard to a breeze



I haven’t felt the way, I feel today

In so long it’s hard for me to specify

I’m beginning to notice

How much this feels like a waking limb

Pins and needles, nice to know you

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

To know.... you



So could it be that it had been there all along?



I haven’t felt the way, I feel today

In so long it’s hard for me to specify

I’m beginning to notice

How much this feels like a waking limb

Pins and needles, nice to know you

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Good-bye, Nice to Know You

To know.... you