something undefined
blue, peaceful, and clean
simply simple in its means
such a mystical, mysterious thing
the breeze blows its essence into me
where it comes from, no one knows
what it is or where it goes
how it was born or when it will die
if it’s always been and why?
(how can something so undefined
be so alive in my moonlit mind?)
i guess it’s something like the stars
or like the light that shines off mars
or like the wisps of changing clouds
or like the air that’s all around
i guess it’s something like the sky
or like this disappointed sigh
yes, like the sadness i hold so high
because answers don’t live where the questions lie
(how can something so undefined
be so alive in my moonlit mind?)
blue, peaceful, and clean
simply simple in its means
such a mystical, mysterious thing
the breeze blows its essence into me
where it comes from, no one knows
what it is or where it goes
how it was born or when it will die
if it’s always been and why?
(how can something so undefined
be so alive in my moonlit mind?)
i guess it’s something like the stars
or like the light that shines off mars
or like the wisps of changing clouds
or like the air that’s all around
i guess it’s something like the sky
or like this disappointed sigh
yes, like the sadness i hold so high
because answers don’t live where the questions lie
(how can something so undefined
be so alive in my moonlit mind?)
