A perfectly symmetrical design Delicate, unaffected by the hands of time Can one know intentions Of what has created you Can one ever be certain That their perception is true Show me your inner workings I trust you implicitly This must be what gods are for Carry me across the water Hold my hands to meet horizons Things i'd never see alone This must be what gods are for Carry me across the water Could it be that i have been wrong Could it be the answers Have been here all along No look to make things awkward These things are understood With confidence it catches And we wish to god it would