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
The path of the unfailing is a
lion's den for the simple-hearted
In the end, it’s 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

I am the awaited burst with the sun in my back
Burning your wounds and igniting mine
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