Not Inside - Outside - Robin Trower

Keep my eye to the horizon

Hour by hour, day on day

Capture the word that I can fly on

When truth comes into breed

Once I knew a real believer

The heart became his one true home

All that he said grows that much deeper

Now that he’s gone

Not inside, outside

Get outside this whole mess

Bring yourselves to my table

Take all the bread and wine you need

But if we confuse fact with fable

We will be deceived

I’ll go back to my beginning

Even through the darkest dark

And every prize that I’m not winning

Will not leave his mark