Cuts You Up (Live)

. . . I find you in the morning After dreams of distant signs You pour yourself over me Like the sun through the blinds You lift me up And get me out Keep me walking But never shout Hold the secret close I hear you say . . . You know the way It throws about It takes you in and takes out It spits you out When you desire To conquer it To feel you're higher To follow it You must be clean With mistakes That you do mean Move the heart Switch the pace Look for what seems out of place . . . On and on it goes Calling like a distant wind Through the zero hour we'll walk Cut the thick and break the thin No sound to break no moment clear When all the doubts are crystal clear Crashing hard into the secret wind . . . You know the way It twists and turns Changing colour Spinning yarns You know the way It leaves you dry It cuts you up And takes you high You know the way It's painted gold Is it honey? Is it cold? You know the way It throws about It takes you in And spits you out . . . Cuts you up . . . Cuts you up . . . Cuts you up . . . You know the way It throws about It takes you in And spits you out It spits you out When you desire To conquer it To feel you're higher To follow it You must be clean With mistakes That you do mean Move the heart Switch the pace Look for what Seems out of place . . . . Cutts you up . . . Cutts you up . . . It's okay It goes this way The line it twists It twists away Cuts you up and spits you out Keeps you walking But never shout. It's okay It goes this way The line it twists It twists away Cuts you up and spits you out Keeps you walking But never shout. . . . . .