In our time
Oh you never know for sure
While you follow the people
That really got nothing on you
Why do they make you feel small?

Anyway…

In silence
Its alright
You can be the beautiful one

Shine a light
On broken signs
Between language and thought
Holding onto fictions you want to believe
Or an ignorant bliss, to set you free

Anyway…

And when it’s gone
It’s gone for you like all of us
Want to belong, belong here
And when it’s gone
It’s gone for you like anyone
Wants to belong, belong here
Wants to belong
Wants to belong, here
Anyway…

How the light
How’s the light get in?
How the light
How the light gets in
I hope you work it all out