It is likely I forget why I am out here
Don't remember why I went
As I find a syncopation in the raindrops
Like I stumble upon a friend
I hear a train out in the distance
Hear my focus disengaging once again

And so as I turn
As I see, the lights are on and all is fine
So as I turn
As I see my world laid out
In this little old light

There's a trail up to a hollow
There are writings on the history of time
There are songs about the meadows
There's a likelihood I still lay there in my mind
There's a new bird in the garden
There's a darkness in some letters laying 'round

And so as I turn
As I see, the lights are on and all is fine
So as I turn
As I see my world laid out
In this little old light

I carry my wings
To where my wings will burn
Meet me there
With the thought I held
Oh, but I turn
Turn into something else
Meet me there
With the thought I held

It is likely I forget what I had started
While I finish something else
There's a riot in the palace on the corner
Where I'll never reign again
There's a train out in the distance
There's a likelihood I'll ride it on my way

So as I turn
As I see, the lights are on and all is fine
So as I turn
As I see my world laid out
In this little old light