"Beauty Of Uncertainty"

I need a mirror
In the eyes of a man.
I need no protection
From my bullet-proof plan.

I've got a ticket
For all that I lack.
wewe might think that I'm gone for good
But I know that I'm coming back.

Sit at my table
Sip from my bowl.
Feel like I know wewe now
And I will do until I get old.

wewe might not see me
But trust that I'll stay.
But there's no sense in traveling
If we've already been that way.

Night is a matter
Hidden in grass
Bite like a light
Depends on the ways
To see how long it lasts

But wewe know better
wewe stand your ground
Might just sting a little
But she knows you're sticking around

The beauty of uncertainty...

Ooh...
Ah, ooh...