Running Down The Way Up

The lower center's in me

revolve around.

Derive their meaning

from my self will.

As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch.

Conscious light gets through somehow.

Yet I always fail to notice

Yet I always fail to notice

That I'm still heading for the ground.

From conditioned red

To condition red

Heading for the ground.

(Then amber flashes)

From conditioned red

To condition red

Yet I always fail to notice,

I'm always heading for the ground.

Running down the way up.

The visible effect

runs through my blood.

As I watch the sun

highlight your Midas touch.

Conscious light gets through

somehow.

I always fail to notice

I'm heading for the ground.

Has desire found a shady avenue?

(Standing above - below me)

Has desire found a shady avenue?

(Standing above - below me)

And I always fail to notice.

Yet, I always fail to notice.

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

And if we doubt

we can hardly hope to shine

And the sun

could eventually be outshone

And if we doubt

we can hardly hope to shine

And the sun

could eventually be outshone

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.

(Running down...)

...down the way up

Some conscious light gets through

somehow

Yet, I fail to notice.

Then I'm heading for the ground.

Some conscious light gets though

somehow

Yet, I fail to notice.

Then I'm heading for the ground.

Running down the way up.

Always running down the way up

and you're standing there.