It's always an answer that nobody questions
Some gave out a long time ago
It's only performance and not dress rehearsal
The hipsters and trash trucks and I should know
But it's never now, no, its always tomorrow
Or yesterday heresome kind of shadow show
Dump fires in the west nowthe citys aflame
And Novembers dreams line the yard sales of May
Its always a reason theyre trying to sell you
Its always a reasonable doubt
But things with no reason just pour forth each instant
From nothing and make such a joyous sound
Aurora, Aurora, a child, a babe
A blue yawning glow upon flowers of the alleyway
And lo, in the east now a pink dragon rises
Spills light oer the buildings from her thousand-petalled crown
Makes one all the many, the changelingsreclaims each
Rains jewels down the mountains, lights every face in town
Cant get up for falling down
Were taped together now
Love in the lost and found
Everything resounds