the symptoms of our getting older   the problems that say we don't mind   that most of us never get over   the memories mingled with lies      coincidence gave a confession   that no one's allowed to forget   I don't wanna give the impression   that predestination is set      the distance will increase the danger   where certainty's never enjoyed   regarded as equal yet stranger   embark then embrace then destroy      observing the process will change it   and afterwards even if you   subconsciously rearrange it   it doesn't seem any less true      remnants of thought disappearing   and even transcending concern   disturbing but somehow endearing   conditioned to never unlearn      and no one can tell me to listen   and no one can tell me what's right   'cause nobody has my permission   and no one can see in your mind   in your mind   in your mind   in your mind      when magnifications explore   there slowly emerges a pattern   the details you normally ignore   you notice really what matters      there isn't a time or a place   only an ebb and a flowing   a permanent repeating space   occuring, connecting and growing      and no one can tell me to listen   and no one can tell me what's right   'cause nobody has my permission   and no one can see in your mind   in your mind   in your mind   in your mind