when my mental understanding crumbles the spirit will save me when i am overloaded by silence the spirit will let me be distracted by the world when i have no idea where i'm going the spirit will provide a compass to draw me into harmony
if i've grown tired of faking happiness the realness will let me be a little somber-contemplative-bluesy if what i want is beyond what i'll get i'll just get by by getting by because we've been getting by all along
and somehow, i sense, that all this will end right where it began, which is HERE... NOW.