As our conversation swells

And our patience somehow lingers

And accusing fingers shout about insensitivity

Don't we oscillate so well

Within our fundamental boundaries

While fiery foundries melt us down and kill tranquillity

But we believe so well don't we tell ourselves

Don't we take exclusive pride that

We abide so far from hell

We might laugh together but don't we cry alone

For the ashes and the dust

We've swept beneath the holy throne

As our hidden candor dies and our realism falters

And the altars of our hearts close up in insecurity

We believe that all is well

We perceive ourselves as unshaken

While standing on the precipice of what will never be

But we believe so well don't we tell ourselves

Don't we take exclusive pride that

We abide so far from hell

We might laugh together but don't we cry alone

For the ashes and the dust

We've swept beneath the Holy throne