If I could find someone to trust
If I could find one single something provable
If the goal posts were immovable stones
And we heeded the screams in our bones
If only facts were just facts
If only the truth was indisputable
If time well spent was our only goal
If we could climb out of this hole
Here we are beyond the pale
Now that the compass has failed
But we can take back the control
I'm climbing out of the hole
