I've been trying to explain things I've never understood
To myself and a hundred and twenty other people
You know how sometimes when you start talking
Things begin to come clear that were until then obscured by fog
A moment of clarity arrives as if by the hand of a divine messenger
To myself and a hundred and twenty other people
You know how sometimes when you start talking
Things begin to come clear that were until then obscured by fog
A moment of clarity arrives as if by the hand of a divine messenger