Incubus a crow left of the murder

Unlearn me
Ditch what I read
Behind what I heard
Look, find, free
Yet? Do you get it yet?
Do you get it?
From here on it's instinctual
Even straight roads meander
Every piece contains a map of it all, it all
Ever dance?
March through the air?
Waltz through the sea?
Look, find, free
Yet? Do you get it yet?
Do you get it?
From here on it's instinctual
Even straight roads meander
Every piece contains a map of it all, it all
On the line, indivisible
A crow left of the murder
Every face contains a map of it all, it all
Everything I wanted, wanted to know
Everything I wanted, wanted to see, too see
Unlearn me, unlearn me
Do you get it yet?
Look, find, free
Do you get it yet? Do you get it yet?
Do you get it yet? Do you get it yet?
Do you get it yet? Do you get it yet? Do you get it yet?