The Knower

Oh, everybody wants to think They're not what they eat That their body's great Oh, everybody wants to think That they're good at heart When they're full of hate Oh, everybody wants to think That their luck will change When there's no such thing Oh, everybody wants to think That they won't grow old Yet they keep their change I've been underneath the canopy Lost in the spell Shut up, every time you make it mean You can't tell In skin, sulky as a tendency Trust what's untrue I've been underneath the canopy Waiting for you