How lovely a find that's entered my mind along this mossy trail
And how coyly it hides the truth about how it is we can ask how
Crowds jump to their deaths from the bridges I drive by tonight
They missed out on it all
The whole gist there as they fall
You're not expected to know why in such a short time
There are stanzas never meant to rhyme
Far better a find it is if we try to span the weird divide
With no real rationale
We step out of bounds and think we've escaped the lies
And we're marched so long
but we've much farther that we've gone to go
And we'll make a new ship
Christen it for the trip with a toddler at the helm this time
There are things we never will define...
Crowds jump to their deaths from the bridges I drive by tonight
But they missed on it all
The whole gist there as they fall
You're not expected to know why in such a short time
There are things we never will define...