I know why

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Head hurts, I know why 
Hearts ache, I know why 
Hands shiver, I know why 
Feet wobbles, I know why  

To live and die in solace in a maddening pace 
Manic, depressive written in amazing grace 
Punching holes to combat this mundane strife 
Sitting lonely together with the love of my life 
I have more souls than one;  

Doors creak, I know why 
Water flows, I know why 
Wind swings, I know why 
Flowers wilt, I know why 

To experience firsthand that maudlin trance 
Gambled my wits in a game of chance 
Fell down through the rabbit hole 
In a place where bulls took stroll 
I will see it through in time;  

To take myself on a wild goose ride 
Chasing after sticks with one left foot slide 
Sip the water from your lands 
And the beaches and its sands 
So we can live in an island under the sun;  

When I no longer know why 
Then I’ll no longer try 
But until then I will fly 
Until the day I cry 
But I will never die 
Never die 

Said I know I... 

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