Hylow

I'm separated

It's how my mind goes

Like an edge of a wall to my elbow

Step away outside

From myself and I

Lacking sense of what's a lie

Carefully, carefully

What will you do?

Is it high?

Is it low?

Or is it something in between or in a hole?

I'm complicated

It's kinda old school

Looking at your world through an eye hole

It's hard to say

Because I don't know why (Yeah)

Carefully, carefully

What am I to do?

Is it high?

Is it low?

Or is it something in between or in a hole?

And is it faith

That keeps us clean?

Or is it human nature to do our good deeds? (Hey)

Is it high?

Is it high?

After all

Things were made to change

I'm at the corner of

Conflicted and afraid

Can I believe it all?

This world was made to die

Could you believe it to be?

Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm