Testo di Little Steps

Where do you get your ideas from? I just sit back and anger comes I know the well will not run dry It’s never been in short supply I want to disappear Just a little bit Like i was never here Retreat in little steps I’d like to be much more profound But inspiration’s all around It’s at your door, it’s like it hears It’s in their eyes, it’s in your ears With little steps they take the land You want to fight, too tired to stand You hope that reason will prevail You want to try but know you’ll fail So end up stepping back yourself The compromise, the creeping stealth Surrender seems like much less strife It burns you up this quiet life