This Is the Way - Devendra Banhart

Written by：Devendra Banhart

This is the soup

That I believe in

This is the smoke

I'm always breathin'

This is the way

I share my breakfast

This is the way

I serve my sentence

I know I know

I should lay low

I should stand tall

This is the beard

I'm always growin'

I know they're here

I see them floating

Her empress beards

They float so holy

Their beards are here

They gently hold me

Well who knows who knows

Yeah I may come home

Yeah I may return

This is the way

I'm always leaving

This is the soft

Voice of the evening

This is the way

I hear my father

These are the flames

That drown the water

Well I knew I knew

I could stand tall

I could lay low

This is the sound

That swims inside me

That circle sound

Is what surrounds me

This is the land

That grows around me

And these are the hands

That come in handy

Well we've known we've known

We've had a choice

We chose rejoice