not how

There's a man in my heart 
and it beats for you 
'cause I've got you in my eyes
'til I can't see 
the girl in my brain making 
musical remarks at the expense
of the beast in my blood set free.

So red, all these parts add up
to seek wholes, get sums, and
they pull every single which way
that comes and goes, and lies 
up ahead may convince and persuade
and sway us free to believe in such things
as may never be proved. So let's just 
congratulate ourselves now on the dewy 
faith we reciprocally bless, upon some 
idea we'll guess not how.