Easy

It's so easy what we think to take for granted Just the smallest things that make us slightly frantic I have wept at you in watching just the smallest chances Syncopated eloquence that makes us throw our hands in It's so easy what we think to take for granted Just the smallest things that make us slightly frantic I have wept at you in watching just the smallest chances Syncopated eloquence that makes us throw our hands in Don't you blink now, They're never sleeping All the time they spend developing not knowing what they're making Dare you think how Those strings are weeping 'Cause all the time we've spent enveloping our minds in mild framings Oh, outlandish you, we meet again You are alone here in your thinking That you're apart from this instead Of making sense It never does But that's the beauty in the artist Selling songs to mend our blood It's so easy what we think to take for granted Just the smallest things that make us slightly frantic I have wept at you in watching just the smallest chances Syncopated eloquence that makes us throw our hands in It's so easy what we think to take for granted Just the smallest things that make us slightly frantic I have wept at you in watching just the smallest chances Syncopated eloquence that makes us throw our hands in