If I tonight decide I've got the guts to tell you Behind these eyes the tide Is capable of swelling This time despite all the quiet The sounds are overwhelming And if you so soon reprove Of all the good intentions Preclude the brutal brutal truth From causing intervention Then fools conclude with the proof They find in indecision They find in indecision Well now you and I have known that Carelessness of complication You and I have know that Consequence of calculation If then pretense depends Upon an implication We can defend against What we contaminated Intent to mend up the rift And seam the separation And seam the separation Well now you and I have known that Carelessness of complication You and I have know that Consequence of calculation When the thread pulls apart All the pieces scattered afar And the fragments shattered to shards That cling to the heart You and I have known that Carelessness of complication You and I have know that Consequence of calculation You and I have known that Carelessness of complication You and I have know that Consequence of calculation