If its all chaos
If nothing's meant to be
If it's all wild wild wild
Cause you never set it free
You can't catch it
You can't push it through a sieve
It's as much as you can handle
It's as much as you let be
You can beg
You can plead
You can barter with Saint Pete
For half a piece of mind
And some goddam certainty
All your life you've been told
There's a man behind the curtain
And he can give you purpose for a handshake and your soul
But what if it's all curtains?
What if it's all curtains?
Is it a gift that
You don't matter to the moon?
Don't you get tired tired tired
Asking her to love on you
But you don't wait there
And beg the rose to bloom
Will the record keep on playing
When we've all left the room?
You can beg
You can plead
You can barter with Saint Pete
For half a piece of mind
And some goddam certainty
All your life you've been told
There's a man behind the curtain
And he can give you purpose for a handshake and your soul
But what if it's all curtains?
What if it's all curtains?
If heaven and hell both turned you loose
And let you off that leash you're already chewing through?
Would you care for all the cuts from every thorn you ever grew?
Would it free you up to be somebody new?
Would it make what you are any less true?
If this moment
Is good as it can get
And it's just time time time
That you've been fighting with
If it's all chaos
If nothing's meant to be
Are you living just to feel like you've got something left to leave?
You can beg
You can plead
You can barter with Saint Pete
For half a piece of mind
And some goddam certainty
All your life you've been told
There's a man behind the curtain
And he can give you purpose for a handshake and your soul
But what if it's all curtains?
What if it's all curtains?
What if it's all curtains?