Tell Me Again What Will Inspire

I Forget Like Sin

I'm Half Of The Blood That Come Before

I'm Half Just Stepping In

Two Feet Follow Footsteps

While Two More Step Out Sure

One Head Hears The Past That's Always Calling

While The Other One's Out The Door



But After The Higher Ground's Left Vacant

After There's Less Than I Came For

Twenty Quick Fingers Will Do The Making

Reaching Out For Something More



I Stumble Along And Shift Like Wind

Across The Great Divide

Where History And A Vision Spin

No One Will Be Denied

Two Hands Do The Shaking

While Two Are Resting Still

One Heart Doubts Until It's Backsliding

While The Other One Trusts The Hill



Chorus



If Time Is Liquid Maybe Evasion Is A Stone

And Sinking Is The Only Thing Worse Than

Facing The Great Unknown



Chorus



Twenty Quick Fingers Will Do The Making

Twenty Quick Fingers Will Do The Making