[Chorus]
The problem with ‘know’ is so easy to slip into
Judgement/dismissive-of-others where they disagree
The problem with faith is it’s not so cosy
The problem with honesty: Doubt is lonely
[Verse 1]
You grant me this
I may not be wrong
My epiphanies
Say you celebrate
Of my certainty
Say entitled to
My reality
Partial point of view
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2]
You grant me this
My desire to give
Dot to dot connect
Soul intuitive
Need an audience
Seer fancy self
Objectivity
Maybe something else
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
I grant you this
I am talking down
Interrupt me not
My voice – like the sound
Who I’m preaching at
I forget to ask
My humility
Maybe question mark
[Repeat Chorus]
