Enigma Lyrics

Cause you're growing like a weed so you're going to change a lot, aren't you?

Yeah

Okay

Weit weg

Stay off the red bricks, that's the right way

But what's the right move, what's the right play?

Where will I go, nah, where will I stay?

When's the day that I'll get to say "endlich"?

Spent too many years medicating and repressing

Three cycles on, I still got so many questions

Like, why'd you go and give all of these blessings

If you just wanna keep isolated me from my brethren, wirklich?

No tell me what's the plan, tell me what's the purpose?

Is your Golden Child meant to be good or just perfect?

Can I rest now, or must I keep on working?

No, I need someone to tell me that it's worth it, bitteschön

Heaven-sent with all these gifts, I need to pick and choose

Got these echoing thoughts, I need an interview

Feels like I'm still stuck sittin' in the blue

Maybe I just need to stop and sit with you

Yeah, maybe I just need to stop

And sit with you

Maybe

Maybe

I'm begging no more questions please

Still doesn't make sense to me

Let me sing myself to sleep

Let my find my peace in peace

Atlanta

Opening like an upturned palm

Crickets and trains in the distant evening

Blue cast oval round moon sagging and even

Warbled car and doppler zoom or the sound of silence

Doesn't wake the horizon from its slumber


But yes, the dreams are still dreaming

The same ones that bloom across your mind like the branches of leaves in your backyard

Your solitude is a letter, which says

"It's been a while since it's been quiet

I am left here with the sorrow that comes from sacrifice"

Little moon, you'll get there

So put a candle in the boat that drifts off to sea

And maybe the trees rustle from the pastel sunset that opens across the parking garage

And maybe the stillness too is within the maple

And that is the music that is in you whose song

Blue cast oval round moon sagging and even

The eye reminds of you of love

Safe and respect, light, brilliant, reflecting

What it means to be seen

What it means to say, "Sometimes

I think it was not that they were listening

But that they were interested in who I was"

Let it bloom from your mind like the branches of leaves