Any chance or circumstance
You try to muscle through it
You find a way that is exactly
How you shouldn’t do it
Are there numbers on that page?
Arabic or Roman
The scribbles on the other side
Of course, it is an omen

Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there, Colleen?

You see things no others see
The tapestry’s in front of me
But you find clues no others find
A pattern that was left behind

In the maze you turn with guidance
From your inner voice
The path turns arbitrarily
You make a different choice

Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there, Colleen?

Randomness has reason
And its purpose is to teach
Another version of our world
Is drifting within reach

Are you there, Colleen?
Are you there, Colleen?

Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there?
Are you there, Colleen?