There is a fire within all of us

There is a river flowing in your soul

To put out the fire when it gets out of control

There is a stranger in all of us

That we try to get to know

There is a wise woman in there, too

[01:30.15]She's trying to run the show[01:40.28]I can not escape the constant equipoise

[01:30.15]She's trying to run the show[01:40.28]I can not escape the constant equipoise

In between the mischief and control

Swinging from the pendulum of desires

[02:04.00]In between the mischief and control[02:18.24]There is a painter in all of us

[02:04.00]In between the mischief and control[02:18.24]There is a painter in all of us

She knows exactly which brush to choose

She knows exactly where to make a stroke

But there's an army of voices

She might have to get through

There is a writer in all of us, yeah

He knows what to say and he knows when it's done

But then there's this twenty-foot blank page

You gotta fill, darling

[03:16.30]Or you think your life has no meaning[03:23.69]I can not escape the constant equipoise

[03:16.30]Or you think your life has no meaning[03:23.69]I can not escape the constant equipoise

In between the mischief and control

Swinging from the pendulum of desires

[03:47.48]In between the mischief and control[04:26.03]Excuses piling up like junkyards

[03:47.48]In between the mischief and control[04:26.03]Excuses piling up like junkyards

We never want to sort through

Efficiently we hide our needs

And all along a voice is calling out please, please

'Cause I'm so hungry and I'm so tired

I feel so lonely, I feel so wired

I need my angel...where is my angel