How did you become a prophet? How did your feet float off it? What was the way up? How did you finish the cup? On and on I look beyond the gray I've been sweating out Someone else's doubt Softness hides inside I'm looking for a place Unashamed, unerased Honey from the hive What was the way out I'm looking to drink from the spout I'm ungrounded, I'm looking for a field to harvest So I've been looking in every door Cutting to every core I can't help believe and that something waits for me I've been sweating out Someone else's doubt Softness hides inside I'm looking for a place Unashamed, unerased Honey from the hive