Well, as far as she could see
There is no method to this madness
As patient as she thought herself to be
She's having trouble sleeping in meaning's absence

Like a lover she will never see
There is a memory of a memory
As complicated as she explains her life to be
She feels most warm in simplicity

They are still having bombed out marriages during wars
There's a feeling stronger than redrawn borders

There is more to this day than a swallowing of the night
There is more to this darkness than a swallowing of the light
We are what we understand ourselves to be
Feel most warm in simplicity