Is there some freewheeling watcher
Shooting marbles in the sky?
Holding your ears between their fingers
Watching it burn 'til the fire dies
Why is it heroic to untether?
How is alone some Holy Grail?
And if we really come and go unknown
Couldn't I find myself in jail?

Oh, keeper how I love you
I love you and you and you
And returning to myself is such a lonely thing to do
But, it's the only thing to do

Is it evolving, turning inward?
Oh, what an easy way to be
Only kneeling at the altar of
The great and mighty me
Let me break myself apart instead
And scatter to my birds
Like a burial at sea
To be the gospel without words

Oh, my darlings how I love you
I love you and you and you
And returning to myself is such a lonely thing to do
But, it's the only thing to do

There is no honour in the pilgrimage
Until a soul returns
To hold another's hand
And then, and only then, it learns
That life is like a stone
Only skipping for a time
Oh, it never really holds its own
It'll never see the other side

And I was born to love you
I love you and you and you
And returning to myself is such a lonely thing to do
Retuning to myself is just, retuning me to you
That's the only thing I wanna do