Start off sooner than the rest of them Keep that pebble down the avenue Thought that I had got the best of them Stick that metal down that steep canoe yeah Hands are flipping down the wall buttering Tipping thoughtful motions that I knew "Easy all" I told the rest of them Memories of what come true Conflict of interest, I guess It's up to do with the cosmology You thought you knew it best, but no It's simple like the roots of tree Take this like you would my gentleman Knowing how we are all misconstrued Let the freedom of my gentle skin To a portion of my broken view Take it as it is, a simple plan Knowing how we are all misconstrued Lie among this time, this ambience Realize it starts within all you Conflict of interest, I guess It's up to do with the cosmology You thought you knew it best, but no It's simple like the roots of tree Separate from your soul, let it lean on Separate from your mind, let it dream on Hoping for the rest, time to keep on, yeah Please put forth that helping hand