What you used to be

What you tell yourself you are today

It's no mystery

There's a reason for the way we do these things
And it makes no sense to me

There's no convoluted reason it should be

You notice everything

You can tell there's a force from the trees

With no history

There's no logical conclusion that's complete

What you won't believe

Is that in order to forgive you must receive

What's that saying

What's that old philosophy

What's that saying

What's that old mentality