Why is it so strange when they say that the world's moving upwards?
Why is it surreal when my hands feel they can't roll the dice?
Why is it so great just to wake every day alive
And by your side?
It's a mystery, I guess
There's lots of things that I can't find
Not the way that you look
But your move that catches my eye
Why is it so soft when the cannons unload on the others?
Why are we so loud when we say it won't happen to us?
Why does my mind blow to bits every time they play that song?
It's just the way that he sings
Not the words that he says or the band
I'm in love with this soul
It's a meaning that I understand
