It starts out with a question, how much of it is real?
Now all is irrelevant, outside of this ordeal.
Don’t worry about explaining it,
there ain’t no human language that can actually describe exactly how you feel.
Now I see clear, through external distractions.
Piece by piece it comes together, so I laugh and I smile.
In the beginning it was deranged,
But I guess all things come to pass, after awhile.

Eyedea & Abilities (via yurize)

(via -marianne-)