Is this dirt am I on, is it flesh and blood? When I reach my hands in, I don’t know where I am This will all make sense in the morning This will all make sense in the morning Are these roots and leaves or is this a part of me? When I reach my hands in, I feel life absorbing This will all make sense in the morning This will all make sensei n the morning Oh oh…It’s a little strange Oh oh…It’s a little…strange It’ll all make sense It’ll all make sense…in the morning
Is this dirt am I on, is it flesh and blood? When I reach my hands in, I don’t know where I am This will all make sense in the morning This will all make sense in the morning Are these roots and leaves or is this a part of me? When I reach my hands in, I feel life absorbing This will all make sense in the morning This will all make sensei n the morning Oh oh…It’s a little strange Oh oh…It’s a little…strange It’ll all make sense It’ll all make sense…in the morning
