A perfectly symmetrical design
  Delicate, unaffected by the hands of time
  Can one know intentions
  Of what has created you
  Can one ever be certain
  That their perception is true
  
  Show me your inner workings
  I trust you implicitly
  This must be what gods are for
  Carry me across the water
  Hold my hands to meet horizons
  Things i'd never see alone
  This must be what gods are for
  Carry me across the water
  
  Could it be that i have been wrong
  Could it be the answers
  Have been here all along
  No look to make things awkward
  These things are understood
  With confidence it catches
  And we wish to god it would