Talk is cheap Show me what you believe What do you make Of such a violent history? The poster reads: "Heaven waits! Sign up for guarantees" I'm pretty sure There's no such thing as certainty I suppose, faith and doubt Are two sides of the same coin In this mystery Who are we to question Who are we to answer Like it's a matter of heads or tails I don't want to lose this And I don't want to forget There could be magic Behind the veil- Beyond perception Poor signal, lost in translation There could be something there What do we know About the heavens and below? We're only kids Trying on our parents clothes- We've got their maps And we'll make some all our own But in the end We belong to A lineage of lost souls As the coin flips We just can't help it We'll always predict how it all unfolds Who are we to question Who are we to answer Like it's a matter of heads or tails I don't want to lose this And I don't want to forget There could be magic Behind the veil- Who are we to question Who are we to answer Like it's a matter of heads or tails I don't want to lose this And I don't want to forget There could be magic Behind the veil- Like the secret ingredient In some sacred recipe As it turns out My unholy doubt Is the very thing That helps me believe