Canopy Songtext
von The New Spring

Partially undecided
Partially unaware
A thing uninvited
And partially there
A loose handful of berries
Bright red
I imitate the colour
And I was bright red
Asleep beneath the canopy
A roof of light


I imitate the shape
And I was a roof of light
I was a roof of light
I was a roof of light
And a sudden change and we stumble
Into the afternoon
And with pale, yellow faces
We howl at the moon
I am coming, I am coming
And I want to last

But you make me so excited
And I always come to fast
Only partially decided
Only partially aware
This thing uninvited
But always there