Litora, multum ille et terris iactatus et alto
Vi superum, saevae memorem Iunonis ob

All that's known
In History, in Science
Overthrown
At school, at home, by blind men
You doubt them
And soon they bark and hound you
'Til everything you say is just another bad about you

All they say
Is, "Trust in what is written"
Wars are made
And somehow that is wisdom
Thought is suspect
And money is their idol
And nothing is okay unless it's scripted in their Bible

But I know
There's so much more to find
Just in looking through myself, and not at them
Still, I know
To trust my own true mind
And to say, "There's a way through this"

On I go
To wonder and to learning
Name the stars and know their dark returning
I'm calling
To know the world's true yearning
The hunger that a child feels for everything they're shown

You watch me
Just watch me
I'm calling
And one day all will know
You watch me
Just watch me
I'm calling
I'm calling
And one day all will know

Multa quoque et bello passus, dum conderet urbem

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Writer(s): Duncan Sheik, Steven Sater