Do my eyes deceive me, or is that destiny that I see
It’s been a twisted road [bad word] to this very moment
So many places, so many faces [bad word] at me in waves
Get on my existential groove train and we’re all gonna get it together

The answer
(repeat)

How can it be, in my dire time of need
That you could disappear 
Without giving me the answer

How can it be, in my dire time of need
That you would disappear 
Without giving me the answer

Say what you will
But I know my time [bad word] soon
And I rise as [bad word] close
What I dread is what I need
Fear grabbing at my [bad word] wild [bad word] far
Deeper now, I think I understand