I’ve got my head in my hands
I need to reconcile
The hopelessness hangs over us
Like a scared abandoned child
There’s just surface everywhere
While the battle rages inside
I find my hope on this ocean floor
I’m waiting for the tide
While the songbird sings
Unaware of all that lies
Of something that wants more
Something that needs more
Of something that yearns for
Being more, more more
You can’t comprehend this life
It’s too wild and too free
It’s in the eyes of the beholder
And you get what you see
I see an absolute, and eternal
There in the justice your conscience knows
There in love you’re not alone
And the songbird sings
Oblivious to all lies
It doesen’t want more
It doesen’t need more
It doesen’t yearn for
Being more, more, more, more