Lyrics Rousseau (EP Version) - Nerina Pallot
A
state
of
grace,
untouched,
untraced
A
ritual
of
passage.
And
from
the
Earth,
Unbound
at
birth,
you
came
a
noble
savage.
Rousseau
is
following
me,
following
me,
Following
me
down
to
the
ladders.
Oh,
are
we
really
born
free?
Are
we
born
free?
Or
just
born
again?
And
you
think
you
feel,
Yeah
you
think
you'll
be
Your
own
kind
philosophy.
But
he's
followin'
me.
Fresh
rain,
like
blood,
like
blood
Upon
a
stark
and
asperjungle
You
sense
these
things,
Remembering,
The
safety
of
the
dark.
Such
fantastic
beasts,
Roamin'
city
streets
'Til
it
takes
your
hand
and
sets
you
free
Rousseau
is
following
me,
following
me,
Following
me
down
to
the
ladders.
Oh,
are
we
really
born
free?
Are
we
born
free?
Or
just
born
again?
And
you
think
you
feel,
Yeah
you
think
youll
be
Your
own
kind
philosophy.
But
he's
followin'
me.
Such
fantastic
beasts.
Roamin'
city
streets.
Glorious
machines.
Sigh
release.
Rousseau
is
following
me,
following
me,
Following
me
down
to
the
ladders.
Oh,
are
we
really
born
free?
Are
we
born
free?
Or
just
born
again?
And
you
think
you
feel,
Yeah
you
think
you'll
be
Your
own
kind
philosophy.
But
he's
followin'
me...
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