If you were a tall pine
In an old park leanin'
Or some bright
Flower dyin'
A wild rose
An iris
Or if you were an airplane
Or the clear sky
Or the jet stream
Then you wouldn't have to
Ask why
Wake up in the mornin'
In the wild wind
Of your dreaming
A scarecrow
Scared of wanting
So afraid to
Be reaching
But out there
In the tall grass
A bright future
You can build it
It's still you
Who will have to
Ask why
Forever guessing
The gold web of your questions
A world made of confusion
That you always feel lost in
But under every eyelid
Every heartbeat, every white rib
Is someone who is asking why
Under every eyelid
Every heartbeat
Pumping red blood
Is someone
Who is asking why
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