Well, I knew that there would come a point Where I'd see myself as something more And what did I expect to find But bitterness within? And for you it was just distraction You taught yourself another rule To govern vicious impulse And to lead yourself away And I know I'm no kind of leader I'm more the kind that just falls short Through laziness or sheer remorse Through a burning lack of desire I invert this into everything Brought to bear and only able To acknowledge what I fail to see I fail to see at all So I am wrong So you reside now in intervention I try to reach through the layers of My own self reverence, to come to some New point of revelation That doesn't just pass, forgotten With the host of tawdry, daily miracles That afflict me still Afflict me still the same And for you it was just distraction An unreminder rinsing off The silly whims of every other day That passed unreformed A gloss for my intuition Because you know that there is really Nothing they can tell you There is nothing there at all So I am wrong