Open your window
Lend an ear and then
Pull back the curtain
Hurry so you can hear

Listen to the hum
As it rises riding the breeze
Leaving gravity's children
A grounded

Onwards and upwards
That's the way ever on
Beyond the highest plateau
That's okay

There's a reason
Why some people float
Sometimes are floored
God knows this reason
That's what gods are for

Press on your window
Feel the pane

Composição: Robert Wyatt