Say what you really want to say And the truest of forms will show Finally you'll find your soul
They impose the endless fight To always be perfect It seems they have been chosen To be above the rest But the contradiction stands Between these perfect lives And the words that they've misread There was no reading
Say all the things that you really want to say The truest of forms will show Finally you'll find your soul Say all the things that you really want to say The truest of forms will show And finally you'll find your soul
The landscapes of being Are endlessly competing, back and forth For an answer to existence That we can never find In all of the places that we've searched out In all of the pulses that we've taken There was no reading.
Say all the things that you really want to say Then you'll find, the truest of forms will show And finally you'll find your soul
Say all the things that you really want to say Then you'll find, the truest of forms will show And finally we'll find our souls
Give us the answers And the ability to hear
The landscapes of being Are endlessly competing, back and forth For an answer to existence That we can understand
Perhaps we're looking far too closely
We can't see All the evidence in its entirety The air in our lungs The complexity of our love
Say all the things that you really want to say Then you'll find, the truest of forms will show And finally you'll find your soul Say all the things that you really want to say
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