Songtext von Every Force Evolves a Form

Every thought burns into substance Every dream turns into something on a T-shirt Every glance becomes a romance (One little word and you can't keep it in your pants) Every shout becomes a ziggurat And every prayer becomes a citadel or car-park Every curse becomes a human sacrifice Every good idea becomes a lifetime's work for someone Watch that time those holy words They all make tracks that your feet just have to follow EVERY FORCE EVOLVES A FORM Every urge leads to something you can sit on EVERY FORCE EVOLVES A FORM Every impulse ends up as something you can hang your hat on Every put-down becomes a dungeon And every prejudice turns into broken glass and bludgeons Every mystery turns into something you can see And every small desire turns into something you can buy or hire Watch those seeds those gentle words They all make traps you can lose your fucking leg in EVERY FORCE EVOLVES A FORM Every urge leads to something you can sit on EVERY FORCE EVOLVES A FORM Every impulse ends up as something you can hang your hat on Every thought burns into substance Every dream turns into something on a T-shirt Every glance becomes a romance (One little word and you can't keep it in your pants) They float above us like a cloud And no-one knows where the rain will end up falling EVERY FORCE EVOLVES A FORM Every urge leads to something you can sit on EVERY FORCE EVOLVES A FORM Every impulse ends up as something you can hang your hat on Every force evolves a form Every force evolves a force evolves a form... [repeats & fades]