You always admit what's not helping seconds just before you start to feel it hurt Still can't imagine just stopping Maybe miss a chance to see it work Well I have tried waiting for an omen or a sign I've asked what's right now twice without reply God knows I've grown comfortable stepping over miracles Satirical until lacks passing off as sentimental Then fight the need to give in to really feel forgiven Try not to dwell too long The ends will blend together End with a broken sound Tell me I'm wrong