The evidence comes from all directions
Despite attempts to curb the senses.
The evidence comes from all directions
It burns its way through the sad defenses.
I always try to keep a space
For us to evolve in, I'm constantly solving
The vexing points
But my imagination seethes.

The evidence comes when we're least ready
It's always dark and always threatening.
The evidence comes when we're least ready
It leaves us cold and our lives unsteady.
We've pushed aside all the clues
But not to a far place, they're stuck in a close place
Where at any point
They could rip our world in two.

Every look we let go stray
And every word that slips away
Are taken note. Constant reminders of the fears.
My intuition is seldom wrong,
It gets sharper over years.

The evidence comes from all directions
It burns its way through soft defenses.
I know in time it will devour us, its always upon us.
Ironic that we hide, and yet at the same time
It seems that I do find we're subconsciously searching for it.
The evidence comes from all directions.