These feets don't know this ground
And these knees don't know
This weight, this weight
And the sun hits the tarmac
Making her horizon dance, dance
And it wobbles
In the lack of wind
And the heat of noon
And my eyes will be quick
And my feet will be fast
And I'll be paying attention soon
These ears don't know this sound
This skin dosen't know
This light, this light
And the most have all fallen
Away away from their mood
And my eyes will be quick
And my feet will be fast
And I'll be paying attention soon
These feets don't know this ground
And these knees don't know
This weight, this weight.