I think it's time to put myself away,
Seek out a little silence,
Close the doors and sit a while,
And walk a little,
And as I put my words away,
The flow slows,
See this penny in the stream,
Pickin' it up is easy,

Follow the shape of it,
Jump in,
Swallow it whole,
Jump in,

Even though I know my way around,
Possibly there's something that I've found,
Holdin' on for fun on solid ground'
Someday soon,
Someday soon,

Gonna turn myself into the grass,
And I'll grow,
Take this space above my head,
I'll never live a little,

Gonna wear my feather-head dress,
Like an Indian chief,
Gona stretch out both my arms,
I'm gonna test the temperature,

Follow the taste of it,
Jump in,
Swallow it whole,
Jump in,

Even though I know my way around,
Possibly there's something new I've found,
Holdin' on for fun on solid ground,
Oh oh oh

Even though I know my way around
Possibly there's something new I've found,
Holdin' on for fun on solid ground
Someday soon,
Someday soon,

And I'll walk a little
Someday soon

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Writer(s): JIMMY HOGARTH, KT TUNSTALL, SAM DIXON