Enigmatron - Bill Nelson

Fins for fish, wings for birds

Food for thought, a way with words

I’ve got the bug, the bug-a-boo

A wayward mind, and a map of you

God is in the details, play it again Sam

God is in the details

Kneeling by the jukebox, praying for sound

Whistling like a bird whilst the world turns round

Shadow in the Zendo, crow above the corn

Rooster on my rooftop, calling to the dawn

Too soon, to know, too late to make it show

Too fast, too slow, too soon to really know

Maybe now, it’s time, to forget it

Maybe this will shine, if we let it

(If we let it)

Easy, that’s the way it goes

Easy, heaven only knows

Heaven only knows

Heaven only knows

Heaven only knows

Heaven only knows

Too many thoughts and not enough thinking, not enough thinking

Too fast, too slow, too soon to really know

(Too soon to know)

Fins for fish, wings for birds

Food for thought, a way with words

I’ve got the bug, the bug-a-boo

A wayward mind, and a map of you