"Dimitri" lyrics
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
Tryin' to hold, hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
All alone enamored with a world within a world
Do you find?
We are all amputees of our divination
All-all alone held in the arch of sympathetic mood
Do you find?
We are all the dream aware of its waking
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you, you, you, you
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
You may find atonal wonder
He don't remove the shrapnel, no
I'm always hearing
A different world invisible
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
Tryin' to hold, hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
All-all alone enamored with a world within a world
Do you find?
We are all amputees of our divination
All-all alone held in the arch of sympathetic mood
Do you find?
We are all the dream aware of its waking
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
You may find atonal wonder
He don't remove the shrapnel, no
I'm always hearing
A different world invisible
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
Tryin' to hold, hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
All alone enamored with a world within a world
Do you find?
We are all amputees of our divination
All-all alone held in the arch of sympathetic mood
Do you find?
We are all the dream aware of its waking
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you, you, you, you
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
You may find atonal wonder
He don't remove the shrapnel, no
I'm always hearing
A different world invisible
Tryin' to hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
Tryin' to hold, hold onto the intangible
I see colours in the sound
Draw them down and out
Give it up all to you
All-all alone enamored with a world within a world
Do you find?
We are all amputees of our divination
All-all alone held in the arch of sympathetic mood
Do you find?
We are all the dream aware of its waking
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
You may find atonal wonder
He don't remove the shrapnel, no
I'm always hearing
A different world invisible
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
If you sit still
Tilt your head right
Click your heels three times
Writer(s): Naomi Grace Saalfield, Paul Anthony Bender, Perrin Moss, Simon George Mavin
