He said I try to see the world through a microscope
Traced back to when the new born stars arrived
And out of this cold chance we choose to walk forward
Into a darkness which we cannot survive
She said the dirt it never disappears
It just goes somewhere else
He said I used to see the world through
A stained glass window
Through colors which seek to shape a distant sky
I could tell you story after story
But you wont believe them once you step outside
She said faith it never disappears youll just put it
In something else so where will you put yours?
He said I havent slept in a couple years now
And I can hear these voices in my ears
They are ugly they are not music
They ask me what the hell Im doing here
