| Under My Umbrella When I close my eyes I can see for miles There's comfort in my dark seat And chaos in the aisles These eyes are not your eyes And these eyes are not the color that Your arid eyes might be No, I was not around When those eyes of yours decided so I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see When I close my eyes I remember how to smile Under my umbrella I'm and accomplished exile These eyes are not your eyes And these eyes are not the color that Your arid eyes might be No, I was not around When those eyes of yours decided so I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see If this is right, I'd rather be wrong If this is sight, I'd rather be blind Aqeuous Transmission I'm floating down a river Oars freed from their holes long ago Lying face up on the floor of my vessel I marvel at the stars And feel my heart overflow Further down the river Further down the river Further down the river Further down the river Two weeks without my lover I'm in this boat alone Floating down a river named emotion Will I make it back to shore Or drift into the unknown Further down the river Further down the river Further down the river Further down the river I'm building an antenna Transmissions will be sent when I am through Maybe we'll meet again further down the river And share what we both discovered... Then revel in the view Further down the river Further down the river Further down the river Further down the river |