Elsewhere

Somewhere in the shadow of the sun
There’s a mailbox that’s getting overrun
Day by day, those letters coming in by the ton
With a list of things that really ought to be done

      Or maybe, we are meant to be the answer
      Maybe, it matters what we do
      Maybe destiny’s a word spelled backwards
      Maybe it’s God that prays to you

Somewhere, somehow behind the sky
There’s meaning for us all, there’s a reason why
Presently, there ain't a thing to see, don’t you trouble your eye
It will all be clear, after we die

      Or maybe, we are meant to be the answer
      Maybe, it matters what we do
      Maybe destiny is spelled completely backwards
      Maybe it’s God that prays to you
	
            Like a spark to kindling
            Like a spark to kindling…


Somewhere else, somewhere other than here
A brighter light will suddenly appear
The truth’s not ours to know, it’s not ours to steer
A machine must never question its engineer

      Or maybe, we are meant to be the answer
      Maybe, it matters what we do
      Maybe destiny is spelled completely backwards
      Maybe it’s God that prays to you
	
            Like kindling to a spark
            Like kindling to a spark…