Из альбома: Becoming All Things

Hold on, hold on

You're living in secret doubt

All shadows and whispers now

Move it on up, move it on up yeah

You don't need a witness to see

Just open your window baby

Don't believe everything you feel

Just come outside that sun will make you real

Everyone, everyone

Is dying to shake your hand

Is wondering what makes a man

Down here on Madison Way

Down here on Madison Way

Down here on Madison Way



Gloria, Gloria

In excelsis deo

Oo-oo-oo-oooo

Oo-oo-oo-oooo

Come on down now, come on down now

We never know what we'll find

But you know I don't think we mind

Staying down here and making love

With that war going on up above

Hold on, hold on

Got no idea how we'll land

Been making our own useless plans

Down here on Madison Way

Down here on Madison Way

Down here on Madison Way

The lonesome death of every belief

As science soothes us with what's already happening

How every dream deflated empties

These junkyard ships will never even touch that sea

Can't you see??

Mama, can't you see??

Jesus, can't you see??

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