Your Antique Organ lyrics

Inside the programmed tones of your antique organ Where I barely made a sound I heard you shine for the first You made the settings push and pull You created the future and the fool While I played into every guideline Seems our vital signs realign at the same time every year You know I see myself in his disposition And the way he moves And the way he ties his shoes In a comparison by correlation A curtain cunning ruse So predictable it must be true Seems our vital signs realign at the same time every year But I worry for you Every evening I seem concerned And we'd always say That we both would be okay if left alone I worry for you And all to often I'll return And we'd always say that we both would be okay alone When our vital signs realign Vital signs realign