Mind fills in the blank when let so close There are so many different kinds of roles That we take on when we don't know the weight Of our own actions before it's too late Melting from the periphery You're in them again Focused straight ahead there must be something That i am missing in this equation of the ways To subside Blurring all the lines between what is clear Put our right foot forward so we care about The ways to collide Immersed in all that we only allow Hearts open in time to see through the fog Divinity in signs i can't pretend that everything is nothing Like i once did It's too late for us That's okay with me Is that okay with you? Is that okay with you? Is that okay with you? Is that okay with you? Is that okay with you?