Do you think it's possible
We say that we're insane
Is that really sun or do you think it might rain
Isn't being sore from dancing better than the ruts of staying low
Could we trust when the world whispers that there are more ways to grow
Forgetting when it happened, spinning in and out of sight
Don't forget that what you see may not be what is right
In rhymes and dimes and lovely things, no pattern is seen yet
All it is will carry on
By sunrise or sunset
