Can we be near? Our hands across the table And everything in pairs On the run, we aim for the summits and pinnacles But when your wobbly legs tire, but your mind still roams Here comes the wheelbarrow, I’m taking you home Please believe in my sense of direction We’re not lost, we’re not home But we can have it all Pet sounds and rubber souls Let your fear go Let all your fear go How can you tell I’ve been working at all? Can’t fill a page with what I have so far Splinters and glue when you grab my hand as we walk through some half-asleep neighborhood And on your tongue, words lose their bearing when love empties the lungs I’m steady enough to move I’d like to follow you until we represent at the gates of heaven And we go through it all The harvest and the gold rush Let your fear go Let all your fear go How can you tell? I can tell