You were transient, you were careful
You were safely well unknown
The shadow of a building
Making calls from a payphone
Lose a little bit of history
And everything is reduced back to none
The single source well on its course
The perfect audience of one
You were patient you were pardoned
You were practically left out
You could disappear and still be there
Well within and then without
Lose a little ideology
And everything is reduced back to none
The single source well on its course
The perfect audience of one
You had friends in higher places
In the limbs and in the boughs
With the winter constellations
Catching magic in the now
Lose a little shelter and you're riding
In the aisles of the sun
The single source well on its course
The perfect audience of one
The perfect audience of one
The perfect audience of one
