How lovely a find
That's entered my mind along this mossy trail
How coyly it hides
The truth about how it is we can ask how

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
In such a short time

And there are stanzas never meant to rhyme...

Far better a find
it is if we try to span the weird divide
With no real rationale
we step out of bounds and think we've escaped the lies

We've marched so long
But we've marched farther than we've gone to go

We'll make a new ship
Christen it for the trip
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
In such a short time

And there are things we never define...