[Verse 1]
Find a way to rid of everything
Then shapes will fade from drivel to a dream
Life keeps sliding out from under
Still whole but losing wonder
Diminishing, diminishing
[Verse 2]
Promises, a bristle in the night
Promising your wings that they can fly
Hoping for the best of the worst
Still blessed but dying of thirst
Diminishing, oh diminishing
[Verse 3]
We can touch the light
We can uncrowd the room
Simplify the mind
Then take aim at the moon
[Outro]
Find a way to rid of everything
Then shapes will fade from drivel to a dream