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