[Intro] [fingerpicked acoustic guitar, melodic clean electric guitar] [Verse 1] [male tenor vocals] I can believe there's a pattern to the rain I can perceive that the seasons will turn again I can achieve through the shape of the grain And the wood in my hands resonates in this frame But that doesn't mean that anyone else understands What it means to disbelieve myself And that doesn't mean I've got any belief In a benevolent man watching me brushing my teeth [Chorus] [full band enters, driving drums, layered vocal harmonies] Faith in a pattern ain't faith in a plan To erase consequence or blood off my hands Faith there's a pattern won't unsee what I've seen The hate and the spatters, pieces of her on me [Verse 2] [acoustic guitar, bass, and drums continue] I know I project sometimes distant and cold But I still fear rejection, betrayal and loss I engage in deflection for why I never pray Yet my thirst for connection never went away Nobody's coming to kiss and make it better The crowd that is running is seeking shelter Smell the char in the alley, mementos left behind The scene in my eyelids claws back into my mind [Chorus] [distorted electric guitar layers, energetic drums] Faith in a pattern ain't faith in a plan Erasing consequence or blood off my hands Faith that we matter to reality When every cause has a cause, I guess that's what I believe [Bridge] [drums drop out, atmospheric electric guitar swells] I deny the framing from man-made phony grace Metaphysical platitudes and vapid empty phrases I don't want sympathy or anything anyone has to say Just pitch in and help out or get out of my way [Chorus] [full intensity, heavy snare, layered harmonies] Faith in a pattern, a place in this land I'm not is eck I but a stranger nonetheless Faith in the conscience of others like me Faith that real-life monsters can be defeated Faith in the pattern ain't faith in a plan To erase consequence or blood off my hands [Outro] [acoustic guitar fades, soft electric guitar melody] [Instrumental fade out]
