The Wave

Stop me when I touch bone
Leave me when I hit a nerve
I'll be clothed in stars

So, when will I begin
To do the things I'll do
My head is filled with scars

Stop me when I'm in the herd
Lead me down the line
I'll be dressed in harm

So when will I begin
To do the things I'll do

Something beautiful
This way comes
Sail the parasol
Into the sun

So when will I
Begin doing
The things
I will do

Something beautiful
This way comes
Sail the parasol
Into the sun
Something beautiful
This way comes