Luis Neer - Microscope lyrics

* The last leaves are gently floating through the winter wind or something If it weren't for Bright Eyes, I'd wish I couldn't hear anything Is this my mid life crisis? My extinction is ensured by natural cogs, it's already done, not even an issue * There's a little light behind the hill It coaxes objects into color so I know I'm looking at something This should be enough, but its not How much more do we know about space than we do about the mind? Answer: a little more Answer: a little more