I can't find the right notes for you
To curl my back with
Crawl into amorphous space and back
So I'll play the drums instead
And beat a path to your door
Cause there are no wrong turnings
Being betrothed to the unknown
I see a vision of stellar proportions
A revolution of stars and constellations
Licking my heart into shape
Wandering around with a rucksack
Climbing steep mountains to pray
How I smile as I follow a trail
When the ascent lights up a soul
There is no remaining in place
I don't know the right words to say
To breathe this wanting
Give up these things that weigh me down, I fly
So I'll play the drums instead
And beat a path to your door
Cause there are no wrong turnings
Being betrothed to the unknown