Paroles de Moving

Well there's a small time breeze And he goes where he goes Taking the wrong way down To a mountain who says "i see the seven seas Hair and toes of the world Not in a million years Blow you hot, blow you cold Will you get through me." Down in the inner eye of every storm Down in the deepest part of everyone Down in the inner eye of every storm Down in the deepest part of everyone Blows over silver sea Could be you, could be me And he drinks her in Till his heart is brim full And it's a graceful fall That he rains over hills Be it grain by grain Though no two are the same He will get to you Down in the inner eye of every storm Down in the deepest part of everyone Down in the inner eye of every storm Down in the deepest part of everyone Break down the walls And shake up the shape you're in Break down the walls and float Break down the walls And shake up the shake in you Break down the walls and float the whole new year Far and tall and wide we go Over, under, through I give you my warning that my aim is true Rain a rain of precious hope Down in the inner eye of every storm Down in the deepest part of everyone Down in the inner eye of every storm Down in the deepest part of everyone Well there's a small time breeze Could be me, could be you As we move on through