Transit Lyrics


Okta Logue Transit

You take it for granted that things are

The way they seem.

And from the first glance you're aware

Of what is real.

All the letters tell a story about a

Content you can't see.

Take a closer

Look at the way

You do perceive.

And you're holding on to things

That you have done.

But who are you

When all your work is gone?

And you're acting like you're

Always on the run.

But you're a buried seed

That has never seen the sun.

Take that for granted:

If there's one thing that is real.

It's the moon shine,

It's this velvet tender fell,

It's the wind that slowly carries

Colored autumn leaves.

Well this is waiting for the ones

Who do perceive.

And you're holding on to things

That you have done.

But where are you

When all your work is done?

And you're acting like you're

Always on the run,

But linger on

And try to see the sun.

The wind blows through

The meadows and the sun

Is waiting for the ones

Who'd like to come.

And even if you're

Always on the run,

Linger on

And try to see the sun.