Lyrics

So much madness makes divine sense
In the face of this undying absence.
Runs like poetry wouldn't you agree?

Their sense looks like stark racing madness
In light of a sadness beyond days.
Wouldn't you agree? Wouldn't you agree?

(Chorus)
Assent. Assent,
And they will declare you sane, let you be.
If you cannot repent,
They'll haul you out in chains, wait and see.
Out in chains, oh you'll see.

She dances dangerously along the shore,
The overflow of time filling her shoes...
dangerously along the shore
Her overflowing mind riddled with the use of
Too much time on the sand,
Too much time on her hands.

Even as she says she's never seen the sea
She dances along the water earnestly
To a song only she can hear sung by
Sirens only she can see.

Even as she says she's never seen the face of god
She says she's always known his seasons,
Claims she’s got a ticket for a front row seat in heaven.

Chorus

She dances dangerously along the shore,
The overflow of time filling her shoes...
dangerously along the shore
The overflowing mind riddled with the use...

Too much time on the sand,
Too much time on her hands.

Runs like poetry,
Wouldn't you agree?