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