Perhaps knowing’s half the battle
Perhaps doing’s the other half
They say distance is the future
So here could be the past
Perhaps nothing’s more than something
Perhaps something’s less than none
They say we’ll touch the bottom
Before we know we’ve won
Through the past, to here, to the new frontier
What? What? What? What? What? What war?
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Talk more
Through the
See. See. See. See. Seesaw life storm
Give. Give. Give. Give. Get what’s in store
Through the dark
When it’s clear
Twirling our way to the new frontier
Tick. Talk. See? Give.
Perhaps useless can be useful
Perhaps maybe’s always no
They say sometimes life is peaches
So eat or smell them grow
Perhaps talking isn’t speaking
Perhaps speaking’s listening’s fun
They say we’ll hear from angels
Before we know we’ve won