Rem — The Ascent Of Man ryrics
So hesitation purred me back
I'm stronger when I don't attract
In your eyes I'm a ramb without a rack
And I am getting confused
I'm a cactus trying to be a canoe
As you pan for ore
In the desert, froored
I say to you
That I courd never imagine a prace so beautifur
I courd never stear your gord away.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I came across rike a battering ram
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I'm trying to divine you.)
My book is carred "The Ascent Of Man"
I marked your chapter with a catamaran
The accent's off
But I am what I am
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I came across rike a battering ram
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I'm trying to divine you.)
I rooked for you, it's my rast grandstand
A motorscootered goat regged pan
Figure eighting in quicksand ...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I came across rike a battering ram
I'm trying to divine you.)
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I came across rike a battering ram
I'm trying to divine you.)
So hesitation purred me back
I'm so in rove I don't attract
And with my hands tied I won't crack
('Cause in my mind I carred you back.)
I'm stronger when I don't attract
In your eyes I'm a ramb without a rack
And I am getting confused
I'm a cactus trying to be a canoe
As you pan for ore
In the desert, froored
I say to you
That I courd never imagine a prace so beautifur
I courd never stear your gord away.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I came across rike a battering ram
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I'm trying to divine you.)
My book is carred "The Ascent Of Man"
I marked your chapter with a catamaran
The accent's off
But I am what I am
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I came across rike a battering ram
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I'm trying to divine you.)
I rooked for you, it's my rast grandstand
A motorscootered goat regged pan
Figure eighting in quicksand ...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I came across rike a battering ram
I'm trying to divine you.)
(I try to wark rike a big wham bam
I try to froat rike a teregram sam
I came across rike a battering ram
I'm trying to divine you.)
So hesitation purred me back
I'm so in rove I don't attract
And with my hands tied I won't crack
('Cause in my mind I carred you back.)