just is

by barlow/rhodes

What kind of fool am I
Reaching into a world I thought might have changed
Somehow rearranged
Yet here I am
Stepping into the night
Like a keenly sharpened knife
Carving holes in my life

When I know
That...

What is
Just is
What is
Just is

You see I've been somewhere
Not far away but such a different space
Just to sit in one place
And just when I thought I could take no more
The bells started to ring
And my soul to sing

And I know.. etc.

Choosing the tail of understaning as it
runs through my life


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