Sometimes I wish it was all true
And there was something
To put my hope into
But I know
That Sunday choir sound
And it never picked
Me off the ground
If there is order in everything
I'm singing local geocaching
Charting it
Can make it all feel small
Zoom out
And it's barely there at all
So long to living in between
And all of these temporary things
Staying aloof isn't a solution
It's more like
A cowardly evasion
All of these symbols and signs
Invented rules
Only punish the alive
So long to living in between
And all of these temporary things
Too long my morning meditation
A heavy dread-filled guilt vocation
But I am loved
And I love her back
And that's enough
Let's all just pray to that
So long to living in between
And all of these temporary things
Someday this will feel like
A long long time ago
Someday this will feel like
A long long time ago