The Natural World - Cymbals

I want to know how you love

Read the papers, read the charts

Understand mechanics in your arms

How your wings move, and all your sounds

I don’t know enough about you

To be kind, to be kind to you

Don’t you even think about me

Just forget, what you think you’ve seen

We can feel a part of one thing

You decide what you want from me

We can hear the passing of time

In the sound that’s in your mind

I want to hear how you talk

So I’m taking you apart

This kind of knowing is the start

And I mean to make it last

I don’t, don’t know

I can’t make sense

No thinking, only speaking

Just don’t argue, just keep talking

We can hear the passing of time

We can hear the passing of time

We can hear the passing of time

We can hear the passing of time

We can hear the passing of time

I don’t, don’t know

I can’t make sense

No thinking, only speaking

Just don’t argue, just keep talking