Inspiration, move me brightly, light the song with sense and color, hold away despair

Ain't nobody messin' with you but you

Walk out of any doorway feel your way, feel your way like the day before Maybe you'll find direction around some corner where it's been waiting to meet you.

It's better to wear seaweed socks than stick a melon in your brother's ear.

There are things you can replace, and others you cannot. The time has come to weigh those things, this space is getting hot.

But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky

Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right