The Answer’s In The Question

I heard the eggshells crack as I wandered off the path
And I tried to walk on the wild side
But I just came crawling back tarred and feathered outcast
We're all actors in a play acclimating to the stage
Where we speak in tongues with vague translations
It all sounds Greek to me, playing telephone since the caves of the stone age

It's all a roll of the dice between Irish luck and snake eyes
So don't be so tense, the house always wins
The gamble is the prize, all in on paradise
It gets hard to stomach life, always starved for more good times
So we pour the last of our hourglass
To get ahead in the breadline, to get a taste of the good life, what a punchline

Where was I before that night when I first opened my eyes
And this pedigree unbroken before me
If only one had died I would've never been alive
All the wonders of the world that you'll never observe
All this this opulency through a cheap TV screen
As we miss the last boat swimming in circles in our fishbowls

I tried to erase the lines on the sands of my mind
But this etch-a-sketch is puzzling to reset
Rearranging all the time, a shifting paradigm
No one wins the rat race, forever trapped in this maze
You can go insane staying between your lanes
Or let go and enjoy the ride, drifting into those headlights until we collide

All these thoughts can make you dizzy when we're spinning at such velocities
We'll all meet again in the graveyard, front row seats to the grand finale

So tip the scales to balance out
Learn to love by being without
Too much trust can harbor doubt
The question has, oh the answer within
The emptiness makes you feel full
A true genius has played the fool
Know your strength by the weight you pull
The answer's in
Oh the answer's in
The answer's in
Oh the answer is in the question