When you need the right song
It plays
With triangles
On a silhouette
In the ocean
And your head moves from side to side
The mood matched
The candle lit
Spontaneously
Without a match
Then one day
I'm not the same
And gravity is going where it goes
And my head is back where it goes
Connected to my fingers
That finger tips feeling
Now it's someone else's home
And the refrain is only whoa-oh
And you play it again
Confusing the second person
For the first
With a third
Singing
And your fingers
Singeing
The candles that are the letters
Because your fingers
Are burning
To say what your mind has to say
And your mind is hearing
Time, it really gets to me
These days
And your head goes from side to side
With just the rhythm you needed
Written to Hi Banks by Skout, with lyrical quotations italicized.
Roman Ryan 