Question Eveything

Third song in the album 1985.

Lyrics
It's time to segregate and divide Dissect the fragments and sever the ties We must ponder the questions and bring them to light

I'm not believing what I'm thinking Not intending what I'm speaking Not receiving what I'm seeing I'm a mess in the best sort of way In the best sort of way

Your whole life is barn a stage You were only here to entertain us

All of your illusions of chance they have been masked with confidence

I'm not believing what I'm thinking Not intending what I'm speaking Not receiving what I'm seeing I'm a mess in the best sort of way In the best sort of way

Your whole life is barn a stage You were only here to entertain But you're questioning everything that you write And you don't know what's happening in your mind

When you feel these thoughts taking hold And the world you know you're letting go

When you feel these thoughts taking hold And the world you know you're letting go

Your whole life is barn a stage You were only here to entertain But you're questioning everything that you write And you don't know what's happening in your mind