There’s always something in the way. There’s always something getting through, but its not me. It’s you. It’s you. Sometimes ignorance rings true, but hope is not in what I know. It’s not in me, it’s in you. It’s in you.

It’s all I know. It’s all I know. It’s all I know. I find peace when I’m confused. And I find hope when I’m let down, not in me. In you. It’s in you. I hope to lose myself for good. I hope to find it in the end, but not in me. In you. In you.

There’s always something in the way. There’s always something getting through, but it’s not me. It’s you. It’s you. It’s you.