Knights of the Roundtable
I've been drawing on experience
That doubles as dividends
If you believe that money is time
Staring into shadows of doppelgängers spinning
But darkening now
Beneath the desert shine
You've been drawing with the colors of confidence
Comforting the meek
With hues of green and gold
Going in and out of consciousness
Deliberate consequence of patience
As the paths unfold
It goes back and forth
And back and forth
(Between us)
Back and forth
And back and forth
(Between us)
You began to drum on buckets and barrels
Of bourbon, beating
To the desert pulse
Slipping in and out from consciousness
Your competence rising over time
With each controlled impulse
It goes back and forth
And back and forth
(Between us)
Back and forth
And back and forth
(Between us)
You began to see inside yourself
The flickers and sparks of potential
You’d possessed since birth
You chose to see your worth
And let the sky unfold
In hues of green and gold
The greatest story ever told
An oral tradition
Of men on a mission
Pass it back and forth
And back and forth
(Between us)
Back and forth
And back and forth
(Between us)