MP3 
Talk is cheap.
Show me what you believe.
What do you make
Of such a violent history?
The poster reads:
“Heaven waits!
Sign up for guarantees.”
I’m pretty sure
There’s no such thing as certainty.
I suppose, faith and doubt
Are two sides of the same coin
In this mystery
Who are we to question,
Who are we to answer
Like it’s a matter of heads or tails.
I don’t want to lose this,
And I don’t want to forget
There could be magic
Behind the veil-
Beyond perception,
Poor signal, lost in translation,
There could be something there.
What do we know
About the heavens and below?
We’re only kids
Trying on our parents clothes-
We’ve got their maps
And we’ll make some all our own
But in the end,
We belong to
A lineage of lost souls.
As the coin flips,
We just can’t help it,
We’ll always predict how it all unfolds.
Who are we to question,
Who are we to answer
Like it’s a matter of heads or tails.
I don’t want to lose this,
And I don’t want to forget
There could be magic
Behind the veil-
Who are we to question,
Who are we to answer
Like it’s a matter of heads or tails.
I don’t want to lose this,
And I don’t want to forget
There could be magic
Behind the veil-
Like the secret ingredient
In some sacred recipe,
As it turns out,
My unholy doubt
Is the very thing
That helps me believe.
