From the recording Blind Spot
Mike Green: vocal, acoustic guitar
Bill Edwards: programmed strings
Lyrics
We started out with no idea what’s next
Like belting out a song that’s in your chest
Or letting go the trapeze with no net
We had no idea, no idea
We stumbled out into the morning light
Exhausted but with twice the appetite
For love and anything within our sight
That might be a good idea
Windows open to the sky, the sky up to the stars
Yes the answer to it all, the beating of our hearts
And here we are with years under our belts
Some days all our play is parallel
But mostly we are so pleased with ourselves
For having this idea