I'm in love with everything

That breaks the grip of caution

On our getting up and leaving

For a bigger day, still some say

That all you need is money

To be free from what is poor

Well that's the lie of looking up

>From somewhere down.



Because the sun will show to testify

That all the time between belongs to you and I,

To be still on fire.

And when the strongest words have all been used

And all the new ones sound confused,

To be still on fire.



Somewhere in the middle

We could see through all the people

And be playing second fiddle

And be feeling sore,

Shown the door.

To chase out all the child in you

Is throwing out the baby for the

Chance to make it easy to be more.



Chorus