You're missing the signs

because it's not what you're looking for

Faith is no bargain, cheaply bought off of trickster hands

The way of the shark is a middle way

and the end of the road is a sharp mouth

of knives that thirsts for the clenching

Everything I need, everything I touch

Turns to quicksand

The harder I try, I try so hard

It slips right through my fingers

Belief is a virtue which no conjurer can fable for idle ears

The path of the unfailing is a

lion's den for the simple-hearted

In the end, it’s the gap of the serpent

that burrows in the deep

Everything I need, everything I touch

Turns to quicksand

The harder I try, I try so hard

It slips right through my fingers

I am the awaited burst with the sun in my back

Burning your wounds and igniting mine

I am wine to your water

No matter how much you pour the

dilution it won't whitewash my wrong

I am the awaited burst with the sun in my back

Burning your wounds and igniting mine

Clash and collide

The harder I try, I try so hard

Everything I need, everything I touch

Turns to quicksand

The harder I try, I try so hard

It slips right through my fingers