When You Have Money

I'm just another body of water
I'm well fed, and I expect too much
out of this deal
running in circles
all the best is here
never there or around the bends

What if we do it wrong?
the devil's mean
nights of sleep and days of ever-blurry fear
surrounding our dreams about holding wind incessantly
oh and the rooted tree
it gives me shade without master key
oh

When we have money, yeah the sun shines on
but through a storm would we end up alone?
oh, and the people say things to scare you
but we can walk ahead
go somewhere to find the castles made of air

What if we do it wrong?
the devil's me
nights og sleep and daus of ever-blurry fear
surrounding our dreams about holding wind incessantly
oh and the rooted tree
it gives me shade without a master key
oh