Part IV

Lives are filled with joy and sorrow daily in the grand order
So why should I just focus on the baby and not the bathwater?
I've felt such magic, and I've seen such bullshit
But there's always logic, and there's always mystery

So for now I'll try to get through every day
Though my smile has faded
And hope that maybe somewhere down the way I won't feel this jaded
When faith feels useless, what do I have left?
From pain and suffering, what song could I sing? (woah)
From so much damage, what can be salvaged?
Just life and language and those distant harmonies



Credits
Writer(s): James Main
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