Paroles de Arc Still Bends

The arc still bends towards justice, right? I'm not so sure in the middle of the night The arc still bends towards justice, right? So why am I still holding this fucking sign? I've been searching for a remedy Guess I'll keep searching But three sunbeams I found Warm the cold ground Found a poet lying in a bed of moss She's someone I used to know once There and gone like a summit view There's much I'd like to know about you I've been searching for a remedy Guess I'll keep searching But three sunbeams I found Warm the cold ground Warm the cold house Warm the cold clouds