I used to need an answer
For everything
Now I don't
Missed that shot
Thought I lost my way
Wrong turns took me
Where I am today
Some doors closed
Some people changed
Some things only make sense
When you're far away
I kept asking why
Why me, why now?
Maybe I was looking
The wrong way around
It didn't make sense
Till I made it make sense
All of those nights
All of that distance
Every wrong turn
Every near miss
It didn't make sense
Till I made it make sense
BirdieSense
Make sense
Maybe getting lost
Was part of it
Bad lie
Still played it
No line
Still made it
Head down
Kept swinging
Funny how the worst days
Look different when you're winning
I don't need the answers
Like I did back then
Some things gotta break
Before they make sense
Maybe there's no perfect line
Maybe there's no perfect swing
Maybe you don't find the meaning
Maybe you make it
It didn't make sense
Till I made it make sense
Every mistake
Every resistance
I wouldn't change
A single near miss
It didn't make sense
Till I made it make sense
BirdieSense
Make sense
Keep going
It'll make sense
