What a deal I've worked with Father Sky He's given me a choice with time Walking straight on lines Don't let our ankles roll You've got to tip toe Not to hurt your soul Our bodies take a toll
You move the Pacific You move..
Tearing through the light of your horizon I try to find a way to screw my head on right Tell me to confess but I have no regrets You've got me by the neck
It's raw to my leather flesh I gave my best, away to no one specific You're no one specific
A bone chilling culture mess and still the vulture over my head is threatening my sins Digging deep inside my chest realize we're loving less Oh, and I gave my best
You move the Pacific You move..
Who are you when no one's watching? 'Cause I always find myself talking to someone in time with me To who do you speak but never see? To who do you speak but never see?
What a deal I've worked with Father Sky You're no one specific You're no one.. (2x)
