Your voice lifts my spirits to a height once held by gods, once held by gods!
Your silence sparks my dialogue,
Empty words with subtle weapons. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/h/house_vs_hurricane/comforting_our_thoughts_in_a_continuous_blue.html ]
Do we speak in tongues to taste something?
Or is it to convince ourselves that we know more than we do?
Oh I feel my stomach turning inside out.
(All I know is I know nothing)
Oh I feel my stomach turning inside out.
(It'd be naive to think I'm not still learning)
It'd be naive to think that I'm not still learning, not still learning.