If everything's a circle Then is progress an illusion If we end up where we started I guess there's no such thing as losing But you still gotta pass the time You still gotta pass the time somehow In the field behind the campground Holding rocks, I let my hair down With our skin on flowerbeds You asked me what salvation meant 'Cause you heard it in a song And you were just wondering For every cruel voice In my head You say the opposite Again and again And for every fear There'll be nothing left You have more for me You took me to the hospital I never paid the bill When I finally told you You just laughed and laughed until You took my hand, went to the garden Read the numbers soft and slow That check felt like the closest thing I know to a love note For every cruel voice In my head You say the opposite Again and again And for every fear There'll be nothing left You have more for me You have more for me