My public gets
What it wants, but it always wants more
You touch my chest
With your knuckles like you’re knocking on a door, saying

“All you gotta do, my dear,
Is show everyone what’s going on in here.
All you gotta do,” you said,
“Is build the world you see in your head”

Everybody wants to know the new direction
Hanging out in front of my door, saying
“What’s gonna happen?” and I say
“Quiet down, quiet down, quiet down, please.
Let me listen to the, to the rhythm of the
Choirs of, choirs of angels on the FM waves”

(There’s a new day coming…)

Kids ask me why
I’m only listening to long-gone days
You’re displaying new layers while you’re staying
So beautifully the same

Emerald, show what you’re worth
Just turn around and let the light disperse.
It’s all you gotta do, in fact,
For the inspiration to flood right back

Everybody wants to know the new direction
Hanging out in front of my door, saying
“Show me the fashion”. But I’m all
“Dial it down, dial it down – oh, please.
Your transmission sounds like air conditioning, and
We could be, we could be walking on paths the angels paved”

(There’s a new day coming…
& I do believe it / Lord, let me see it)

Everybody wants to know the new direction
Hanging out in front of my door, saying
“What’s gonna happen?” and I say
“Quiet down, quiet down, quiet down, please.
Let me listen to the, to the wisdom of
Donny on ‘Some Day We’ll All Be Free’
I mightn’t see it but I, I do believe it
Look away, look away from those screens.
Got free admission to innervisions of a
Better way, so break away, little heart – be brave”