Postcard Song

Today my thoughts were watered down
beneath the flood of London sounds
at Lester Square, the underground pulled me below.

I wish that I could be the sun.
I'd shine all languages at once
I wish that I could be the one you wake up to.

In a world, that's easy,
it's so easy on my eyes.
It's easy, it's so easy for me.
It's easy, it's so easy on my eyes.

There is a postcard I will send,
I will make a skyline sketch
of the bridge and river, cathedrals and all the people here.

It's as much mine as it is yours,
especially our soul's heavy doors.
That song of our soul's heavy doors we wake up to.

In a world, that's easy,
it's so easy on my eyes.
It's easy, it's so easy for me.
It's easy, it's so easy on my eyes.

So if I only live a day
If I come back with nothing.
If I only live a day,
What should I be?

In a world, that's easy,
it's so easy on my eyes.
It's easy, it's so easy for me.
It's easy, it's so easy on my eyes.