Like a song you have sung Ever since you were young, little baby boy The words tattooed upon your tongue You can tell the right from wrong Know your mothers and fathers of generations You know where you belong All though this song is drifting like a gas Played on a guitar made of driftwood Strings of glass It's hard to catch, impossible to stop Now, go with the flow, with the rhythm, the rhyme The stampin' on the floor I put a chalk in my hand, draw a land Draw the lines for rivers and streets Raise a mountain made of concrete Grab a stone, pick some straws, build a shelter Please come here, I'll let you in I hold you tight against my skin Oh love, the hissing sound of you Whining like a harsh hymn Howling like a blues I know you're impossible to stop So I go with the flow, with the rhythm, the rhyme The stampin' on the floor Let it blow, let it blow Just don't let me know Where it will blow Let it blow, let it blow Just don't let me know Where we will go Hold my breath, I can't control I'm sliding, falling down in a hole Oh, wow! Oh, man, love is like no other song Oh, please let them in Let the choir sing To the beat, to the flow The stampin' on the floor Now what about the things I've learnt I stare at the blue sky Potatoes getting burnt I can't explain, but nothing seems too far away I can have it if I'd like I think I can, if I dare Like a song you have sung Ever since you were young, little baby boy The words tattooed upon your tongue You must know the right from wrong Know the rhythm, the rhyme, the beating The stampin' on the floor Let it blow, let it blow Just don't let me know Where it will blow Let it blow, let it blow Just don't let me know Where we will go Where we will go
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