Number Fifteen, April 12th, 2012

Wide Open Door

Things we know, things we call fact
Things every eye can see
We take for truth, take for granted
Take ourselves so seriously
There's a big old world of other things
Deep inside the mystery
If I'm honest I don't really know
Best I can say is I believe

Sadie Ann, you're gone through a wide open door
I believe... that's what we're all heading for
We're moving along

When breath begins, when the first one is drawn
Born to this cold bright world
We're going to cry, we're going to complain
We want to go back to where we were
And at the other end when it's time to fly
We let that last breath go
I don't want to hear facts, I don't want to hear the truth
I want to let what I believe take me home

Sadie Ann, you're gone through a wide open door
I believe... that's what we're all heading for
We're moving along

We don't have to agree
On each thing we believe
It's enough for me
Give me faith in the last breath I breathe

Sadie Ann, you're gone through a wide open door
I believe... that's what we're all heading for
We're moving along