Something More 


"something more" song by wt anderson



you're looking for
that green grass of home,
that sky blue sky,
where the white clouds they roam,

.........because the world, it's made of sand,
.........it's ever shifting, crumbling through your hand,
.........and you feel, this is not real,
.........and i am alone.

and even though,
each movement of the sun,
is more beautiful, than the one
right before, you need something more
to bring you home.

...........................something close, something true,
...........................something bigger, much bigger than you,
...........................something real, something right,
...........................something longer, stronger, than the night,
...........................something here, something now,
...........................something any fool can figure out.


welcome me in, i'm that poor fool,
i haven't got a leg on which to stand,
i've been losing so much,
i'm beginning to understand,

........that the world, it's made of sand,
........it's ever shifting, crumbling through my hand,
........and what's clear, is just how unclear,
........it all seems to be.


...........................something close, something true,
...........................something bigger, much bigger than you,
...........................something real, something right,
...........................something longer, stronger, than the night,
...........................something here, something now,
...........................something any fool can figure out.


and even though,
each movement of the sun,
is more beautiful, than the one
right before, you need something more
to bring you home.

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