The Scene Between

We follow the river down to the sea Showing the city how to be free From the world, to the window and the world between What we are, what we've done to, what it really means Asleep for the summer, wake for the fall Dream of the forest, taking it all Were the leaves, were the seasons ever really there? In the pattern, was the city never meant to care? Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah If you are, if you're happy in the things we say In the morning, in the shadow, in the Milky Way From the world to the window and the world between What we are, what we've done to, what it really means Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah If you are, if you're happy in the things we say In the morning, in the shadow, in the Milky Way From the world to the window and the world between What we are, what we've done to, what it really means Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah