It ain’t so much the song
as it is to sing
it ain’t so much the bird
as it is the wing
It ain’t so much the sky
as it is the blue
is it all us people
or just a chosen few
It ain’t so much the sleep
as it is the dreams
it ain’t so much how it is
that’s just how it seems
It ain’t so much the thinking
as it is the thoughts
it ain’t so much what you have
or have not got
You can spend your life time
running circles in your brain
but no matter what you think
it still comes out the same
It ain’t gonna open up
like the petals of a flower
like lightning and thunder
some kind of mystical power |
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I tell myself
t ain’t so much the hand
being quicker than the eye
it ain’t so much the truth
has it all been a lie
It ain’t so much the sight
as it is the vision
now I ask you people
is it more fate than decision
It ain’t so much the water
as it is the wine
it ain’t so much the miracle
has it all been in your mind
It ain’t so much what you believe in
as what you don’t
it ain’t so much what you will
as what you won’t
You can spend your lifetime
drawing circles in the sand
and trying not to try at all
to try and understand
just how that moon hits the water
but makes not a ripple
how perfectly imperfect
complicated and simple |
