If you don't trust me I'll fall      I've wind in my sails   But the seas make me pale   And the floorboards are creaking below   Find me the oars   To row me to shores   Where the natives will say hello      Emotion pulls you like a horse drawn cart   You can but only follow it into the day, into the dark      Where are the fruits   Growing from promised roots   How far can this spear be thrown   Here, take from me this supposed ability   My feather's flown further than it wants to be blown      Emotion pulls you like a horse drawn cart   You can but only follow it into the day, into the dark   Emotion pulls you like a horse drawn cart   You can but only follow it into the day, into the dark      If you don't trust me I'll fall...   (My trees lost their leaves and the days are colder)