[Verse 1] You ask, I lean in The room keeps its breath One word splits open And five more steps in Clocks lose their footing Maps fold in half Every door I touch Hides another latch [Chorus] More questions than answers That’s the shape of it I keep turning pages And the ink won’t quit More questions than answers Still I keep on [Verse 2] Your face holds a storm My hands hold the edge Truth comes in pieces Then slips from the ledge I count on my fingers They run out fast The more I get close The less I can grasp [Chorus] More questions than answers That’s the shape of it I keep turning pages And the ink won’t quit More questions than answers Still I keep on
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