A Given

Climb the electrified monuments Fly to the copse of the trees Give what you can for the fragile nest lost in the breeze Oh son can't you understand You'll never get up with the sea Oh my not while land is here waiting for thee I don't know, if I did I'd say I gave your inheritance away All that you want is not what you need anyway This butter pad melting in your hand Waving in air, catch the breeze Marvel at love spreading over you like a disease I don't know, if I did I'd say I gave your inheritance away All that you want is not what you need anyway Roll on, my baby Roll on, okay Roll on, my baby Roll on, okay I don't know, if I did I'd say I gave your inheritance away All that you want is not what you need anyway