It's hard to imagine, it's so hard to perceive To find an expression for what it all means All panic and struggle, all death and decay Are coming together in relative ways This electric guitar hanging to my knees A couple of verses I can barely breathe But it's all right, it's o.k. It's coming together in relative ways It's o.k. I'm a saint I forgave your mistakes It's o.k. I'm a saint I forgave your mistakes It's started to happen, it's started to change With the movement up on us, hope we make it o.k. If it takes a life or a couple of days It's coming together in relative ways This electric guitar hanging to my knees A couple of verses I can barely breathe But it's all right, it's o.k. It's coming together in relative ways It's o.k. I'm a saint I forgave your mistakes It's o.k. I'm a saint I forgave your mistakes It's o.k. I'm a saint I forgave your mistakes It's o.k. I'm a saint I forgave your mistakes