Want the story. Should be larger than life Or you’d be passed on by and all And all that you have built up in time Be less than technicolor
Oh you may think that what matters is size When we are minuscule and all And all that you have seen with your eyes A dance of shadow puppets
Oooo And our true face only seen with your heart Oooo Think it’s over when it’s only the start
We’re waking up inside No longer afraid Weed out the bullshit until we find our grace Aim our light outside No no longer torn Live and we die so that we’ll be newly born
Oooo And our true face only seen with your heart Oooo Think it’s over when it’s only the start