Asking Why

Love won’t hold me down

Knowledge is power now       

Guitar in my arms

I can’t stand it all

I just want to know

I just need to know

I can see the colors in the sky

I can taste the nuance in the air tonight

I can feel the breath, the wind, the kind of thing

I can hear the love and the secrecy

I can smell the smoke floating free

But you can still see me

I can see the colors in the sky

But you can still see me

Asking why

Wit, imagination

Fantasy, estimation

Memory, intuition

Perception, illumination

These are things that rule our minds

Nurture them and soon you’ll find

The beauty and wit is more than just

A thing for the basement-dwellers

And the quick to trust

I can see the colors in the sky

I can taste the nuance in the air tonight

I can feel the breath, the wind, the kind of thing

I can hear the love and the secrecy

I can smell the smoke floating free

But you can still see me

I can see the colors in the sky

But you can still see me

Asking why

Why,

Don’t I know the secrets of the past?

Why,

Can’t I find a home to last?

Why,

Is life so freaking hard?

Why,

Am I going so far?

I can see the colors in the sky

I can taste the nuance in the air tonight

I can feel the breath, the wind, the kind of thing

I can hear the love and the secrecy

I can smell the smoke floating free

But you can still see me

But you can still see me

I can’t see the colors in the sky

I can’t taste the nuance in the air tonight

I can’t feel the breath, the wind, the kind of thing

I can’t hear the love and the secrecy

I can’t smell the smoke floating free

But still—

Traded the world for mystery

And I

I’m still asking why

Asking why

Life won’t hold me down

Knowledge is my power now