This Is the Way Devendra Banhart

This the soup that I believe in
This is the smoke I'm always breathin'
This is the way I share my breakfast
This is the way I serve my sentence

I know I know
I should lay low
I should stand tall

This is the beard I'm always growing
I know they're here I see them floating
Her empress beards they float so holy
Their beards are here they gently hold me

Well who knows who knows
Yeah I may come home
Yeah I may return

This is the way I'm always leaving
This is the soft voice of the evening
This is the way I hear my father
These are the flames that drown the water

Well I knew I knew
I could stand tall
I could lay low