i sit here clutching useless lists and keys for doors that don't exist i crack my teeth on
pearls i tear into the history just show me what it means to me in this world
'cause i am due for a miracle i'm waiting for a sign i'll stare straight into the sun and
i won't close my eyes 'til i understand or go blind
i see the parts but not the whole i study saints and scholars both no perfect plan unfurls do
i trust my heart or just my mind why is truth so hard to find in this world yeah in this world