Misunderstandings

Misunderstandings are the prices that you pay for being true

Some days you'll feel that everyone is more abysmal than you knew

Isolation is the land of the free

And there's plenty of space left for you and me

So why are these places so crowded from sea to sea to sea

Maybe the only way of growing is to open up the door

And bring the light upon the branches that have grown beyond the core

Absolution is the killer of your dreams

If you never stop and think about what it means

To cut off the flowing your vessel will bottom in the stream