Jesus Christ, why don't I understand?
We're just atoms in the eve of another light
Balancing our chemistries on a million strands
Will it all happen again, or will it end with night

Darling, Eve,
Heaven seems so beautiful now, but when you're dead, what's a life to you then?
Living on the premises that you'll be living forever, with out pain.
Balancing your chemistries on a spectrum of gray

We believe in answers
We're believers
We're in love with creators
We like to believe
We got that faith

And when I try to reach for the sky,
My roots remind me,
That heaven's just too high
Your minds gotta be a concept of it's own
We're self-grown

We believe in answers
We're believers
We're in love with creators
We like to believe
We got that faith

So cloud your head in the sky,
But keep your ground
Cause in the end will the world finally bend
And what used to be round, just might suspend