I can't find the right notes for you To curl my back with Crawl into amorphous space and back So I'll play the drums instead And beat a path to your door Cause there are no wrong turnings Being betrothed to the unknown I see a vision of stellar proportions A revolution of stars and constellations Licking my heart into shape Wandering around with a rucksack Climbing steep mountains to pray How I smile as I follow a trail When the ascent lights up a soul There is no remaining in place I don't know the right words to say To breathe this wanting Give up these things that weigh me down, I fly So I'll play the drums instead And beat a path to your door Cause there are no wrong turnings Being betrothed to the unknown