it's all a mystery to me
sometimes there are things you don't want to be true but they just are
sometimes you have to stick around too long to find that out
sometimes you shake your head and wonder why people go to the trouble of lying when there's not even a pot of gold at the end of their proverbial rainbow
sometimes you wonder why desire and ego are always stronger than knowing deep in your gut
an everything revealed to be so much of a nothing it doesn't even seem worth saying goodbye
"You told me about nowhere well it sounds like someplace I'd like to go..."