The Numbers

It holds us like a phantom The touch is like a breeze It shines its understanding See the moon smiling Open on all channels Ready to receive And we're not at the mercy Of your shimmerers or spells Your shimmerers or spells Mmmhm We are of the earth To her we do return The future is inside us It's not somewhere else It's not somewhere else It's not somewhere else One day at a time One day at a time We call upon the people People have this power The numbers don't decide Your system is a lie The river running dry The wings of a butterfly And you may pour us away like soup Like we're pretty broken flowers We'll take back what is ours Take back what is ours One day at a time