When I'm in the city i can't help but feel pity for the people with their eyes on the ground
And other days I'm feeling just as blind and misgiving to the beauty that exists all around
But I know, I know
I know, I know
When I look at colours I can't help but wonder why it's a hue I don't recognize
And other days I'm thinking how the world is so pretty even when the answers hide
And I know, I know
I know, I know
That I must accept my fate
That I must accept these turns this life takes
If I don't trust I might never wake
If I don't adjust to a path that's prone to shake
Then i know full well it's a man this life makes
Why are we so burdened that we must ignore the hurting of all that our souls say?
I feel that disconnection when devoid of all intention in losing that sacred space
And I know, I know
I know, I know