Cecilia Lyrics

I know this girl

Who tries to make her own

Map of the world

But draws it all alone

Because the compass and the atlas don't reflect

The continents that she sees in her head

She lives on anecdotal evidence

So if your eyes are blind to see

The forest because of all the trees

Just trust me it's there

Even when you're not looking

Why are you so concerned about

The dead horses that you lug around?

I wonder

What would happen if you laid them down?

You want to know yourself

But you don't want no help

So you look inside yourself

Oceans inside a shell

You pull out your eyes to try and get a good look at your face

You swallow your tongue to try and figure out how it tastes

A mirror works better than a microscope some days

So if your eyes are blind to see

The forest because of all the trees

Just trust me it's there

Even when you're not looking

Why are you so concerned about

The dead horses that you lug around?

I wonder

What would happen if you laid them down?

You can't

You can't, you can't

Come home

If nothings left

But you can

You can, you can

Come home

Cause nothings left

You can't

You can't, you can't

Come home

If nothings left

But you can

You can, you can

Come home

Cause nothings left

So if your eyes are blind to see

The forest because of all the trees

Just trust me it's there

Even when you're not looking

Why are you so concerned about

The dead horses that you lug around?

I wonder

What would happen if you laid them down?