I Like It, But I Don't Want It

[Verse 1] I like focaccia, but I don't eat it I like flowers, but I don't buy them I like lions, but I don't let them tear me apart And yet I like to be clean and I let myself be washed [Pre-Chorus] So tell me what that means tell me what it means I hold one thing back and hand one thing over [Chorus] Isn't that a contradiction? (Isn't that a contradiction?) I reach, then I release I keep, then I surrender Isn't that a contradiction? (Isn't that a contradiction?) I love the shape of wanting I love the shape of letting go [Verse 2] I pass the bakery window I smell the bread and move on I touch the stem of a flower then leave it where it belongs I watch the lion from the fence line I do not step inside Still I step into the water and let it run me white [Pre-Chorus] So tell me what that means tell me what it means I hold one thing back and hand one thing over [Chorus] Isn't that a contradiction? (Isn't that a contradiction?) I reach, then I release I keep, then I surrender Isn't that a contradiction? (Isn't that a contradiction?) I love the shape of wanting I love the shape of letting go [An extra-long, ultra-complex guitar solo, with a wild rhythm section in the background, and vocals humming scattered notes] [Bridge] Maybe I'm not broken maybe I'm split in two One hand on the edge of hunger one hand under the blue I don't need to solve it I don't need to win Some things stay a question and still feel like a hymn [Final Chorus] Isn't that a contradiction? (Isn't that a contradiction?) I reach, then I release I keep, then I surrender Isn't that a contradiction? (Isn't that a contradiction?) I love the shape of wanting I love the shape of letting go I love the shape of letting go