You can give them all the things they need You can tell them that its all for good You can say it every single way And you can tell them that you think they should Just open their eyes to the cities inside ...I wish you would. I heard a skipping in the beats repeating The sound of clutter from your untamed heart Tell me honey is there something missing? Perhaps the reason for your distant part In all to be found, set an ear to the ground And list well Plan a promising flee, send our ships to sea