Against what you’ve learnednYou can trust what you readnAnd believe every wordnFrom a language we no longer speaknLife is a giftnYour only concern: “is there life after this”nAm I worthy of earning my wingsnIs there room on the list for someone who needs to see proof you existnIt’s just not that easy for menIt’s just not that easynnSomething’s still missingnYou promised that it would materializenIt’s there if you listennI swear that I must not be hearing you rightnWith God as my witness, I’ve made it my business to be on his sidenand somehow I’ll never be surenBut I’ll keep asking whynBecause you can’t hide from the world by covering your eyesnnAlways on trialnHoping the verdict will make this worthwhilenCan someone please tell me the scorenI’ll be on the fence until you stand up and take credit for thisnThe truth is, I’d rather not knownI’ll pray that the rest will make up for all of the days that I’ve missednIt won’t be so easy for menIt’s just not that easynnSomething’s still missingnYou promised that it would materializenIt’s there if you listennI swear that I must not be hearing you rightnWith God as my witness, like nobody’s business, you know that I’ve triednand somehow I’ll never be surenBut I’ll keep asking whynBecause you can’t hide from the world by covering your eyes n