You're missing the signs
because it's not what you're looking for
Faith is no bargain
cheaply bought off of trickster hands
The way of the shark
is a middle way
and the end of the road
is a sharp mouth of knives
that thirsts for the clenching
Everything I need
everything I touch
Turns to quicksand
The harder I try, I try so hard
It slips right through my fingers
Belief is a virtue
which no conjurer
can fable for idle ears
(can fable)
The path of the unfailing is a lion's den
for the simple-hearted
In the end
it is the gap of the serpent
that burrows in the deep
Everything I need
everything I touch
Turns to quicksand
The harder I try, I try so hard
It slips right through my fingers
I am the awaited burst
with the sun in my back
Burning your wounds
and igniting mine
I am wine to your water
No matter how much
you pour the dilution
it won't whitewash my wrong
My wrong
I am the awaited burst
with the sun in my back
Burning your wounds
and igniting mine
Clash and collide
Clash and collide
Clash and collide
Clash and collide
Clash and collide
Clash and collide
The harder I try, I try so hard
Everything I need
everything I touch
Turns to quicksand
The harder I try, I try so hard
It slips right through my fingers
