Perfect ain't the answer As your Summer turns to Fall We started like we're holy 'Til we're pounding on the wall Is there anybody out there Anyone at all Who could see it in it's fullness And stomach what they saw The angels often told us That we were all they saw And it's warming up the colors And it's leading all the lost Is there anybody out there Anyone at all Who could see it in it's fullness And stomach what they saw Feel your leaves, your ground Feel the ways you've grown Feel your leaves, your ground Feel the ways you've grown Is there anybody out there Anyone at all Who could see it in it's fullness And stomach what they saw Is there anyone Is there anyone Is there anyone Is there anyone at all