Under Control

Notes

This is my Africa. Again, Kensington Market in Toronto is a wild, vital place.

Lyrics

When the world flies by
Outside your window
Do you feel tongue-tied?
Reach out feel the wind blow

How many voices oh
How many roads you can try try
How many reasons oh
How many questions you find find

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Black birds cover up the scenery
In a bright white dream
Billions of machines keep yelling things
Telling me "it's not your dream"

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
When you feel it oh
In your soul

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Can you feel it all
Under control?

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Do you feel it oh
In your soul?

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Somebody tells me to wait here for Someone to come
Something inside me says
Somebody maybe you're wrong

When the world flies by
Outside your window
Do you feel tongue-tied?
Reach out feel the wind blow

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
When you feel it oh
In your soul

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Can you feel it all
Under control?

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Do you feel it all
In your soul?

When you feel it all under control

Somebody told me to wait here for Someone to come
Something inside me said
Somebody maybe you're wrong