Question Lyrics - Son Volt

My mind's made up to pacing across the floor 

No point in staying if we're not saying war 

I don't mind hanging around 

Whatever now and what else can I do? 

It's a question of you. 

Thoughts careen till I can't stand up 

Where's the crime in a streak of bad luck? 

Words to pick at, retreat from 

Words that fester if only to get at the truth 

It's a question of you. 

What it all comes down to 

Is a different set of values 

To throw away or mobilize to use 

It's a question of you. 

No time to be singular 

Here's hoping that the feeling gets through 

The sound of sound beginning leads to places 

Where reflections break anew 

It's a question of you.