Questions Raised
"When you know, you know"
Someones' bullshit words somehow morphed into Gold
Told by those in love and those who don't even know
How real can it be if some never get a chance to see?
Can something be real if only some claim they feel?
Or is it all in the head, a secret twist that's unsaid
Love is naive, as are those who fall
Yet love is a lady whom we wait at beck and call
Intimacy is shared between you and your lover
But who's to say there can't be another?
Is it truly a sole-mate you've found
Or just another friend, without bounds?
These questions are raised for those who know
Enlighten the rest so we no longer feel low
Fill our heads with nonsense and let it be done
Teach our hearts to be tame until we find that one
So that when we fall we too will know
Feeling the currents and the way they flow
Free to dance in the streets
with all the other deadbeats
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