If they tell me that the bees
Don't make honey anymore
Then what am I supposed to tell you

And if they tell me that the ocean
Is tired of her shores
Then tell me

What am I supposed to tell you

When I can't tell you anything

But the truth

When I can't tell you anything

But the truth

What happens to an eagle's nest in a storm

How does the mama
Keep the baby warm
What if the wind

Is telling us that its time
And what if we're not ready to fly


I can't tell you anything
But the truth
I can't tell you anything

But the truth

Tree tops they touch the ground

In the morning walk with no sound
Hear no birds, hear no planes
Through the mud, feel the clay

Build it up, make it sing

But I can't tell you anything

But the truth

Buth I can't tell you anything

But the truth

What is this place

Who am I
Why did we come here


I don't know I don't know
But I don't know
That we're meant to know


I don't know I don't know
But I don't know

That we're meant to know