"Baby Steps" lyrics
"Baby Steps"
Did you see
Under the door, a pair of cloven feet?
Hard to ignore the knocks ringing loudly
But I barely hear them amongst the screaming
Filling up the room
Baby steps towards the future
And confronting it
We're half-way up a ladder
We've got to take our time
And just acknowledge
We've got to make the climb
Or get left behind
This could take years
I'm thinking this could all end in tears
Soaking the ground
It's here that I drown
All that we're fighting for
Outlined in chalk on the floor
Satellite comes crashing down
From such a dizzy height
A fallen angel trying to prolong the glide
And fall with style
I'm sure that we've got time
So don't worry man
Did you see
Under the door, a pair of cloven feet?
Tapping erratic, so impatiently
Well he ain't leaving
Can we try to speak
Constructively?
Constructively
(Constructively?)
All that we're fighting for
Outlined in chalk on the floor
This could take years
I'm thinking this could all end in tears
Soaking the ground
It's here that I- here that I drown
Drown
Drown
(Drown)
Writer(s): Luke Michael Oliver Caley, Lewis Williams, Jack Crawford
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album:
"Transmute" (2021)
Transmute
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