Simple Worlds

	I'm at a loss for words, but I believe we're innocent, and I'm
	assuming you've got better things to say
	All the places that you've seen are irrelevant, 'cause we're one and
	the same when it all fades away
	We try and bend the crooked ground that holds our bodies down,
	when the simple way that lies ahead just seems a bit uneven
	And the sounds you hear beneath it all, to keep your head above the
	falling sand is getting louder
	I wonder where it comes from, could it be my imagination?
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	You got a lot to learn, and I can see you're innocent in the tiny lines
	that decorate your face
	We're always searching for those days we remember as the present
	tense tends to slip away
	We try and bend the crooked ground that holds our bodies down,
	when the simple way that lies ahead just seems a bit uneven
	And the sounds you hear beneath it all, to keep your head above the
	falling sand is getting louder
	I wonder where it comes from, could it be illusion?
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone
	Because simple worlds come undone