It's hard to imagine
It's hard to perceive
To find an expression for what it all means
All panic and struggle
All d**h and decay
It's coming together in relative ways
My electric guitar hanging to my knees
Got a of couple verses
I can barely breathe
And it's all right
It's okay
It's coming together in relative ways
It's okay
I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's okay
I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's started to happen
It's started to change
Movement upon us
Hope we make it okay
If it takes a life or a couple of days
It's coming together in relative ways
Our electric guitar hanging to my knees
A couple of verses
I can barely breathe
But it's all right
It's okay
It's coming together in relative ways
It's okay
I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's okay
I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes