That's entered my mind along this mossy trail The truth about how it is we can ask how
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
And there are stanzas never meant to rhyme...
it is if we try to span the weird divide we step out of bounds and think we've escaped the lies
But we've marched farther than we've gone to go
With a toddler at the helm this time.
And there are things we never will define...
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
And there are things we never define...