It was always a little lower A little under your breath Cause you don’t see all the different angles and different angels they test So you give up cause there are all these different pieces And it’d take you an infinite time in an infinite sequence
It carries us, it guides us to earth
It was always a little further A little out of your reach Cause when they told you now it’s your son and your daughter that sees All these different shapes and different colors And an infinite space between you and them
