The Mystery of Being

The mystery of being

I can never know

Who it is that I am

And where I should go

So I walk on the stones

Laid in the water

To get across

Coz the other side caught her

And it’s got that feel

That loves to move

And there’s nothing there

That I can improve

And I can be certain

In the Great Unknown

I love the shore

And it’s where I am goin’

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