George's Octave Lyrics

Set me down and let me walk away from all this mess
For all I feel is boredom and a touch of wordly weariness
My body's still, my heart beat's slow, my head spins round and round
It feels like elastic pulls my purpose to the ground

But all I need's a good strong knife to cut these ties and set my spirit free
All I need's a little strength to slice away these moods of misery

I used to feel so vulnerable
In those days my habits seemed unbreakable
The germs that kept me lowly seemed unshakeable
But unsettled by this selflessness, I slipped the ropes that moored me tho this shoreline

Take me to the bathroom George and wash my sins away
You know I feel so filthy when my motives go astray
George knows what he wants from me, George knows how I'm feeling
George's words can give me strength, George's hands are healing

But all I need's a purnice stone to polish up my dulling concentration
All I need is self belief to scrape away this skin of indignation

New thoughts seem unusual
Through mists of idleness they seem unprovable
But the sheet that swaddles truth is quite removable
Slip it off and throw away, that queasy sweating veil you see your life through

Can you feel the roots of George's octave
As we go creeping through George's octave

Oh my friends where did we all go wrong
We wallowed in our weakness instead of trying to be strong
And how my feet stick firmly in the clay
But bones will snap and hell will freeze
Before you hear me say ?I will, I will?
To all these human crimes
For it seems to me to be a waste of time

For you won't share the moon and stars with me
For you're so small you can't see through the trees
I used to be so wreckless but with you I've become feckless
And I will no longer stand your company

Can you feel the roots of George's octave
Can you feel the roots of George's octave

Have I been understood?