Well, as far as she could see There is no method to this madness As patient as she thought herself to be She's having trouble sleeping in meaning's absence Like a lover she will never see There is a memory of a memory As complicated as she explains her life to be She feels most warm in simplicity They are still having bombed out marriages during wars There's a feeling stronger than redrawn borders There is more to this day than a swallowing of the night There is more to this darkness than a swallowing of the light We are what we understand ourselves to be Feel most warm in simplicity