where do we go from here
what do I know that's dear
should I let go or steer
from here
do we know what we fear
where will the rain reappear
and what hell are you seeking this year
from here
'cause I know I'll shake it
raise the roof but I'll never take it
'cause this life it leaves a blanket
to soften all the falls it's left for it
is this home in my mind
I heard about it time to time
you purposely leave out the last line
stop trying
but if you really feel
that what you found is real
then stop trying to figure out what's mine
that's the only crime
you always take care of yourself
so why you cry for help
you know what you will give to me
and how I'll ask for it
and how everyone gets what they get