Searching for the answer in a shiny dime
Who beg for sleep and peace of mind
Why must the aging page decide

Me & John the 23rd
Have tasted these sour words and
I just can't shake this belief that it's not a
Test of devotion or something you read


From the dawn of time they taught her why
Not to ask the questions and to never cry
A plate of stars could never take the place
Of the boy who swore to catch me as I run through the rye

I know it's been quite a long time since I
Sang a hymn without guilt in my eyes
But I believe he truly wouldn't care 'cause if you
Really tried he'd save a place for you there

All the fate that one can deserve
It's enough to wonder why you punish your girls
Sure he's facing you now, and not the wall
But wasn't that better than facing nothing at all