We're in the halls of consciousness
We're small, so small
We're in the halls of consciousness
Yet we stand so tall, so tall
I know the lights in your house
Better than mine
And I know
Every little nook and cranny
And I'll be the stairs
Or the moss
I'll be the moss
I know where you keep
Your cooking utensils
Better than my own kitchen
And your bed is more
Comfortable than mine
Any night it's more
Comfortable than mine
And I'll be the stairs
Or the moss
I'll be the moss
And you've got lovely flaws
But I know that I do too
Yours are just different than mine
And you're helping me
Repair them
You're helping me
Repair them
You've got the loveliest flaws
That I ever did see
And I love them
We're in the halls of consciousness
We're small
Oh so small
But together we stand tall
And I'll be the stairs
Or the moss
I'll be the moss