I Think I Preferred The Question

Only time will tell if I knew you well

Or if I did not know you at all

It's heaven, it's hell, it is well

The spell dispels the more that I talk about it

In time I'll show what I truly know

If I truly know anything at all

I relinquished control of all the dreams I was sold

When I heeded my head and my soul and my heart about it

I'm tired of all the answers

They slowly short you on the ground

I think I prefer the questions

All at once I knew all the things I went through

There was no rhyme, no reason at all

Just a vagrant belief, a pomp and ceremony

But I still have the need and I cannot get my head around it

I'm tired of all the answers

They slowly short you on the ground

I think I prefer the questions

One day when I was feeling brave

I got my rage enlisted

I mustered up the courage and asked if you existed

I stilled my mind and I did nothing else but listen

I'm tired of all the answers

I'm tired of all the answers

I'm tired of all the answers

They slowly short you on the ground

I think I prefer the questions