So tired, searching I followed the to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to that were produced by Brian Eno
Past the gates, quite The roses trimmed and the windows I see the walls through a limestone Not red, not blue, not but black And all the spaces for you If the sky was synthesized you'd probably
He taught me many The wisdom of oblique The prophet of a sapphire Presented through creative And everything I say is 'Cause if I was telling lies it'd show
I can tell that kind of smiling But does he know? We're one step behind him He's Eno, Brian Eno
When I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate Tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and flip the My whole foundation unglued When I tried to humanize by ambient
Dipping swords in metaphors, But what does he We're always one step him He's Brian Eno, Eno
He promised pretty And all the silence I dream of Peter, George St. John Le Baptiste De La Eno
Well, all alone by the stone Where the trees grow The creature by the with a ghostly glow
Yeah, he's making sure that time's preserved We what we sow We're always one step him He's Eno
Yeah, I can tell that doing well, yeah But what does he I'm one step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, dipping in metaphors, yeah But what he know? I can see you planting forests 'cause I know Eno
I can tell that he's of smiling But does he know? I will be a step behind him He's Eno
Yeah, he's making that time's preserved well We what we sow I'm always one behind him 'Cause I know Brian Eno