Nick Wakim - Your Antique Organ lyrics

Inside the programmed tones of your antique organ Where I barely made a sound I heard you shine for the first time You made the settings push and pull You created the future and the fool While I played into every guideline Seems our vital signs realign at the same time every year You know I see myself in his disposition And the way he moves And the way he ties his shoes In a comparison by correlation A curt and cunning ruse So predictable it must be true Seems our vital signs realign at the same time every year But I worry for you Every evening I seem concerned And we'd always say That we both would be okay if left alone I worry for you And all to often I'll return And we'd always say that we both would be okay alone When our vital signs realign Vital signs realign Inside the programmed tones of your antique organ Where I never made a sound I heard you shine for the first time