Album: How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb

I was born a child of grace

Nothing else about the place

Everything was ugly but your beautiful face
And it left me no illusion

I saw you in the curve of the moon
In the shadow cast across my room

You heard me in my tune
When I just heard confusion

All because of you

All because of you
All because of you

I am...I am

I like the sound of my own voice
I didn't give anyone else a choice

An intellectual tortoise
Racing with your bullet train

Some people get squashed crossing the tracks

Some people got high rises on their backs
I'm not broke but you can see the cracks

You can make me perfect again

All because of you

All because of you
All because of you

I am...I am

I'm alive

I'm being born
I just arrived' I'm at the door
Of the place I started out from
And I want back inside

All because of you

All because of you
All because of you
I am