Beginning to Fade

Mantras are falling through ceilings, good morning

Words that are snatched away, unheard, I'm yawning

Colours confusing, their multitudes blurring

A feeling that something's not right

You've gotta let out the things that you've found

You've gotta let out the melody that runs aground

The sound that falls away like a thought from yesterday's haze

Hey, hey

You've gotta let out the things that you've found

You've gotta let out the melody that runs aground

The sound that falls away like a thought from yesterday's haze

Hey, hey, hey

Seems that they'll meet us there, greet us where

Hundreds of stories were told before open doors, closing doors

Corners of pages, are folded down, left around

Beginning to fade out of sight

You've gotta let out the things that you've found

You've gotta let out the melody that runs aground

The sound that falls away like a thought from yesterday's haze

Hey, hey

You've gotta let out the things that you've found

You've gotta let out the melody that runs aground

The sound that falls away like a thought from yesterday's haze

Hey, hey

You've gotta let out the things that you've found

You've gotta let out the melody that runs aground

The sound that falls away like a thought from yesterday's haze

Hey, hey

You've gotta let out the things that you've found

You've gotta let out the melody that runs aground

The sound that falls away like a thought from yesterday's haze

Hey, hey, hey