Okta Logue - Transit Lyrics
You take it for granted that things areThe way they seem.And from the first glance you're awareOf what is real.All the letters tell a story about aContent you can't see.Take a closerLook at the wayYou do perceive.And you're holding on to thingsThat you have done.But who are youWhen all your work is gone?And you're acting like you'reAlways on the run.But you're a buried seedThat has never seen the sun.Take that for granted:If there's one thing that is real.It's the moon shine,It's this velvet tender fell,It's the wind that slowly carriesColored autumn leaves.Well this is waiting for the onesWho do perceive.And you're holding on to thingsThat you have done.But where are youWhen all your work is done?And you're acting like you'reAlways on the run,But linger onAnd try to see the sun.The wind blows throughThe meadows and the sunIs waiting for the onesWho'd like to come.And even if you'reAlways on the run,Linger onAnd try to see the sun.
