There is a fire within all of us
There is a river flowing in your soul
To put out the fire when it gets out of control
There is a stranger in all of us
That we try to get to know
There is a wise woman in there, too
[01:30.15]She's trying to run the show[01:40.28]I can not escape the constant equipoise
[01:30.15]She's trying to run the show[01:40.28]I can not escape the constant equipoise
In between the mischief and control
Swinging from the pendulum of desires
[02:04.00]In between the mischief and control[02:18.24]There is a painter in all of us
[02:04.00]In between the mischief and control[02:18.24]There is a painter in all of us
She knows exactly which brush to choose
She knows exactly where to make a stroke
But there's an army of voices
She might have to get through
There is a writer in all of us, yeah
He knows what to say and he knows when it's done
But then there's this twenty-foot blank page
You gotta fill, darling
[03:16.30]Or you think your life has no meaning[03:23.69]I can not escape the constant equipoise
[03:16.30]Or you think your life has no meaning[03:23.69]I can not escape the constant equipoise
In between the mischief and control
Swinging from the pendulum of desires
[03:47.48]In between the mischief and control[04:26.03]Excuses piling up like junkyards
[03:47.48]In between the mischief and control[04:26.03]Excuses piling up like junkyards
We never want to sort through
Efficiently we hide our needs
And all along a voice is calling out please, please
'Cause I'm so hungry and I'm so tired
I feel so lonely, I feel so wired
I need my angel...where is my angel