Lost In The Noise

[Instrumental] [Intro] [percussive fingerstyle acoustic guitar enters, palm-muted bass notes] [Main Theme] [syncopated acoustic guitar riff continues] [second acoustic guitar enters with sliding melodic accents] [Hook] You're reaching for answers missing what’s right there in front of you, Speakin' in circles, now what good's that gonna really do? Stop buying the spin cause you're not seeing what it is you lose— Dress it how you choose, but to me you seem a little bit confused. [Variation] [higher register guitar flourishes] [steady percussive thumb-slap on the low E string] [Verse] I keep seeing folks obsessing with so much that they question, They think it's preparation, but they're distorting the message, Trying to understand this labyrinth and what made it messy, Will only leave you caught in webs while not learning the lessons, Oh, God as my witness, it gets twisted, Confront their ignorance with common-sense and they get pissy, Some of the things as I listen sound like they're just pretending, Defending what they say while they're spitting out your biblical scriptures, Mixing ancient words just to fit their own con...text. Building arguments out of nothing and pointless quests, Looking for signs while they ignore what's next. Yeah, they’re digging for a mystery, drowning with the rest, [Pre-Chorus] Every road they take, it leads them further away From the simple things that take 'em from all the pain They're searching for the 'why' when the 'what's' in their face Lost in the noise, they seem to fade... [Hook] You keep reaching for answers missing what’s right there in front of you, [choir sings (constantly)] constantly Speakin' in circles, now what good's that gonna really do? Stop buying the spin cause you're not seeing what it is you lose— Dress it how you choose, but to me you seem a little bit confused.. [Verse 2] Stop combing through static like there’s gold inside all that noise, Reading signs in every scrape, every glitch, and voice, Looking at the clock and the way the room cools Like every little detail should tell you God's every next move, You got charts on top of charts and a head full of maybe, Pinning every passing shadow like it’s proof they can't break me, But the answer’s in the doorway as the coffee's gone cold, In the friend you pushed away from stories you obsess on, You keep chasing some big secret in cracks on the floor, While the real things' what you missed walking through the door. You want a sign? It’s right there, plain as the day, But you’re looking past the sunset for some louder display. [Pre-Chorus] Every road you take, it leads you further away From the simple things that keep you from the pain You're searching for the 'why' when the 'what's' in your face Lost in the noise, You seem to fade... [Hook] You keep reaching for answers missing what’s right there in front of you, [choir sings (constantly)] constantly Speakin' in circles, now what good's that gonna really do? Stop buying the spin cause you're not seeing what it is you lose— Dress it how you choose, but to me you seem a little bit confused. [Guitar and Cello lead Outro] [Fade Out]