Never Been Wrong

I've never been wrong about anything or anyone
Irrefutable as the rising tide or setting sun
How can I work with all of this inexactness?
It's like doing needle point with a hatchet

I cannot hold the bright gaze of everything
And project a smile like sky split above rain
How can I suffer through another sunset?
It's like doing needle point with a hatchet

For a long time
I would obsess
I read the signs
But couldn't get past it

Lingua dicere potest
Non quid nescitur
Tu ne quaesieris
Visum miraculum
Lingua dicere potest
Non quid nescitur

For a long time
I was obsessed
It came to a point
I couldn't get past it
You asked but don't knock
You are the staff
striking the rock
I don't know how
It's never enough
I don't know how
It's never enough