QUESTIONS, CHAOS & FAITH

Dibaiê dibaiô kuraîquidê î ô Dekû kurakauná nake ibutuaê Ikuranê debaiê Dibaiê dibaiô kuraîquidê î ô Dibaiêi oabaî oianamaba yaiuú yaba uô uô When my friend Casey died, I didn't drive home for the funeral I was prostrate, as they say to higher minds Went to my dorm and cried because I still believed in Heaven And I was sure I wouldn't see her when I die Nothing is certain, everything changes We're spirit and bone marching to the grave There are no answers, there are only Questions, chaos, and faith I bought a zombie game, I only play it in the daylight I'm evolving, but I'm still a bit afraid Scared of the end of days, sometimes I swear I see them coming But everyone around me's still running the race Nothing is certain, everything changes We're spirit and bone marching to the grave There are no answers, there are only Questions, chaos, and faith Questions, chaos, and faith I have traveled all the world Looking for songs and girls and God Cut my teeth and bruised my chin Learned to own up when I'm wrong I have loved and lost and found Another way to carry on It don't make much sense right now It might not make sense when I'm gone Dibaiê dibaiô kuraîquidê î ô Dekû kurakauná nake ibutuaê Ikuranê debaiê Nothing I'm certain, everything changes We're spirit and bone marching to the grave There are no answers, there are only Questions, chaos, and faith, ooh Nothing is certain, everything changes We're spirit and bone marching to the grave (ooh) There are no answers, there are only Questions, chaos, and faith (chaos and faith) Questions, chaos, and faith Ooh