[Lyric] Being a Scientist Means Never Having to Say Youre Sorry (Novus spero)

Maybe someday they will find a cure
For the thoughts that I have
What I wouldn’t give for a chance
To kill the god that took my little girl away
The porcelain museum
The happy family exhibit
The disowned pictures
Could face upright again
I hope that there’s a heaven
So I can be with you someday
Chasing sparrows through burning fields
And I won’t be afraid
Because, Persey, you made me not afraid to die
I’m not even afraid of hell
Just a little anxious like I’m going to a party
And all my friends are thеre
Waving me in, saying “come right in”
Thеre will be watercolor flowers
Melting in the heat
Making watercolor patterns
Running across our feet
And now I can see
The light that blinded me
I’m sorry for sinking through the floor
The husband to wife
At the dollhouse grave
We can work this out again