Never Been Wrong

I've never been wrong about anything or anyone Irrefutable as the rising tide or setting sun How can I work with all of this inexactness? It's like doing needle point with a hatchet Cannot hold the bright gaze of everything And project a smile like sky split above the rain How can I suffer through another sunset? It's like doing needle point with a hatchet For a long time I would obsess I read the signs But couldn't get past it Lingua dicere potest non quid nescitur Tu ne quaesieris visum miraculum Lingua dicere potest non quid nescitur For a long time I was obsessed It came to a point I couldn't get past it You asked but don't mind You are the staff striking the rock I don't know why It's never enough I don't know why It's never enough