Braver Times - someone

In early sleep

There comes a whisper

From your pillowcase

Speaks what you’ll repeat

And all believe it’s true

‘It's such a good thing to let good things grow

You’re such a good thing, it’s all good: think so.'

You move easily

The map before you like a melody

Moving blissfully beneath the sheet of truth

'Cause every day, every day is another illusion

On the road, on the road, we’re all moving down

Give or take

Take-away

You’re tongue-tied and muted

Run along, run along in slow-motion now

When the salt dries on your skin

Shake the doubt: we’ll meet again

In braver times

You’re in ecstasy

When all your questions seem to multiply

There’s a quick release

A soma slumber, smooth

'Cause every day, every day is another illusion

On the road, on the road, we’re all moving down

Give or take

Take-away

You’re tongue-tied and muted

Run along, run along in slow-motion now

Now you know, you know

Now you know, you know

Now you know, you know

Now you know, you know