What It's All About
You know I'm pretty well tired of walking this road
Yeah I'm wondering what it's all about
You know I'm pretty well styled
I keep in the mode
But the mode wants to keep me way out
I feel the city drag under my feet
Keeps me beat
And I just want to scream and to shout
I make a little black tea and I pour it inside
But it falls through
I'm all hollowed out
Ooh
And when you break me a smile
Your light is a star
And your star is a light in the sky
But when you break me I cry
Black holes open up
Swallow everything
I don't know why
When all the light is gone
Certainly not far from home
When all seems quite alone
You're a light
Lead me home
Lead me on
Ooh
And when I'm feeling inspired
I know I'm required to stop taking the easy way out
And when I'm feeling expired
I sit on my shelf and I talk to old bread and old milk
And when the sun peeks out
I'm peeking about watching spiders wait in their silk
And when the rain comes down
I'm just stuck in a web
With old grey and all of his ilk
When all the light is gone
You're certainly not far from home
When all seems quite alone
You're a light
Lead me home
Lead me on
Ooh
Whistle solo
What's it to you if I'm high or low
What's the difference
Above or below
Surely now the fight is gone
Ooh
Yeah I'm wondering what it's all about
You know I'm pretty well styled
I keep in the mode
But the mode wants to keep me way out
I feel the city drag under my feet
Keeps me beat
And I just want to scream and to shout
I make a little black tea and I pour it inside
But it falls through
I'm all hollowed out
Ooh
And when you break me a smile
Your light is a star
And your star is a light in the sky
But when you break me I cry
Black holes open up
Swallow everything
I don't know why
When all the light is gone
Certainly not far from home
When all seems quite alone
You're a light
Lead me home
Lead me on
Ooh
And when I'm feeling inspired
I know I'm required to stop taking the easy way out
And when I'm feeling expired
I sit on my shelf and I talk to old bread and old milk
And when the sun peeks out
I'm peeking about watching spiders wait in their silk
And when the rain comes down
I'm just stuck in a web
With old grey and all of his ilk
When all the light is gone
You're certainly not far from home
When all seems quite alone
You're a light
Lead me home
Lead me on
Ooh
Whistle solo
What's it to you if I'm high or low
What's the difference
Above or below
Surely now the fight is gone
Ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Iansek, Joanna Syme
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