-=jowie=-

BT - Running Down The Way Up

The lower center's in me,
revolve around.
Derive their meaning,
from my self will.
As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch.
Conscious light gets through somehow.
Yet I always fail to notice...
Yet I always fail to notice...
I'm always heading for the ground.

Running down the way up.

The visible effect runs through my blood.
As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch.
Conscious light gets through somehow.
I always fail to notice,
I'm heading for the ground.

Has desire found a shady avenue?
(Standing above - below me)
Has desire found a shady avenue?
(Standing above - below me)
And yet I always fail to notice...
Yet, I always fail to notice...

Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.

And if we doubt,
we can hardly,
hope to shine.
And the sun,
could eventually,
be outshone.

Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.

And conscious light gets through somehow.
Yet I fail to notice,
that I'm heading for the ground.

Running down the way up.

Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there.
(Running down...)
Always running down the way up,
and you're standing there...