How to separate spirit from soul? You try to control what
can’t be held. (Open up your eyes, open up your mind).
You wait for me to fall and I wait for you to love.
Standards don’t do me justice. Standards don’t do
justice, they don’t fit me anymore. Where the poor buy
their bread are flickering lights and misery. We’ve all
got a long history of failure. I’m still pushing on. I’m
not giving up. There is more to come and I go through the
eye of a needle, and I go through the eye of a needle,
and I go through the eye of a needle...