I got an inkling a feeling you wont
You think Im half a man and half a goat
Excuse me cant you see
I sprung the spring for you
I cant let go
Its not that simple vows are not unknown
But I know or will be shown
To assume the weight of mythology
The storys a song when its written so beautifully
It takes my hand as it comes
And explores the new state of the world
While the real world falls
Out of the arms who should hold
So beware of falling rocks
As in view from Richmond hill we know
Thro Turners eyes its kinda set in stone
The beauty just unfolds
The spring I sprung for you it cant let go
I got an inkling a feeling you know
Come to me its all free
To assume the weight of mythology
The storys a song when its written so beautifully
It takes my hand as it comes
And explores the new state of the world
While the real world falls
Out of the arms
Who should hold
So beware of falling rocks