It's not about faith or how devout you are and
how far you'd go before you know how far you'd been
and to be honest here I have no idea
what it's about, but it is about time that I got a
little understanding of my standing in this
universe.

It seems like I'm whining on while the stars are still
shining on but I'm not getting on a pedestal
to see a point of view that belongs to you,
I want to see the view for myself.

and even when I do there'll be more questions,
more answers that beg questions and the planet
will
still revolve around the Sun

Friends come and go, they always have and
you know because you're a friend to some
and some's a friend to you, some
watch the sea for signs
she
watches me for signs
and I watch over her
all of the time

shapes of the ocean in
the deeps of her eyes
and
the mirror tells no lies,
well
not to me.