Do you ever look down

Down past your feet and say to yourself

"Where does this pathway lead?"

Is there grass

Or is there sharp stoney rubble that makes you uneven

There are wondrous things we sense all the time

But we don't let ourselves be conscious of

Even when they walk up screaming your name in your ear

You're just too tired to hear



Eyes always focused on the prize

And not the path that takes you there

You're too smart to listen to the lies

But for the ones you tell yourself



Do you ever look up

Up in the air and wonder aloud about the distant stars

Or if there's someone out there

Doing the same thing and looking at you

Everyone has their doubts about their life

And if there's really even any goal

Or if you're only kicking the ball for no reason but practice



Questions, enigmas, and other big words

Conundrums, mysteries, seems so absurd



"What are we here for, why do we care?"

"Is someone listening, is someone there?"

"Is there a rule book" = it seems so unfair

And why does the soft little voice in your head never leave...



Try - try and dismiss what it says

Even if you wanted to wrap your head around

Just the sheer size of it all-

Better ignore it instead

Why? Why would a person waste time

Chasing for things that have nothing to do

With the business of staying alive-

Better to wait 'til you're dead.



Try- try and not hear the voice

telling you if you will not hear, will not see,

Will no choose which way to go - you still have made a choice



Who needs an answer-

Who needs the pressure

Blinders are better-

Silence is safer

Deafness can't hurt you

Nothing can touch you-

But something nags you, it overwhelms you-

Would you try searching, should you try looking-

UP?



Have you ever looked out, outside yourself

And tried to glimpse just a fraction of the whole

Just beyond the tangible

And beyond all that's known and is yet to be learned

Taking the first step, moving foot forward

Don't know where the paths leads, but it leads somewhere....