Consistent inconsistencies make the heart too hard and the eyes too blind to see / Always going and never still / Paying a high price to a never ending dream and an undying will / On the edge unable to reach the fruits of labor that only smell so sweet / Wanting to taste yearning to try / The juices that spring forth like cold rain from the sky / Chorus / You and I were made for better things / Than fighting for something we will never see / You and I were made for better things / Like reaching an end and hearing those angels sing / Living without living within breathing air because one must if one is to live / Apathetic embrace of truth living with hope only because you say its easier to / Chorus / So it is and so it shall be remain in today but keep your eyes open to see / Rejoice in the giving, accepting too, cause there is much more waiting there for you / Chorus
