Paroles de It Was Me
What do you want to know about meditation?What do you want to know about the brain?
I only went looking for these things
When I knew I was going insane
I thought my mind would grow calmer
Like a pond in the morning rise
But as the years went longer
The wisdom was but a disguise
It was me
A masked version of love
A heart behind a stone
Attempts at intertwining
Were at best a distant tone
Long before I could tell
A footless one I became
Traversing the world far and wide
The ground I could not name
It was me
A touch of the toe on the earth below
Would sting like the hottest of coals You can't believe in nothing
If you can't feel what's inside
It was me
Sensation o sensation
A mystical conversation
What told me I knew the answer?
When I was so far from creation?
Tethered to the contemplation
Of a thought galaxies away
There was nothing out there
There was nothing in here
And nothing is here to stay
That was me
All I know is a feeling
It makes me feel good or bad
I don't know what those words mean
And I don't know what I am
But no longer I look for the answer
From whence I did before
Like a gust of wind on a hot summer's day
I become the dust once more
But as the years went longer
The wisdom was but a disguise
It was me
A masked version of love
A heart behind a stone
Attempts at intertwining
Were at best a distant tone
Long before I could tell
A footless one I became
Traversing the world far and wide
The ground I could not name
It was me
A touch of the toe on the earth below
Would sting like the hottest of coals You can't believe in nothing
If you can't feel what's inside
It was me
Sensation o sensation
A mystical conversation
What told me I knew the answer?
When I was so far from creation?
Tethered to the contemplation
Of a thought galaxies away
There was nothing out there
There was nothing in here
And nothing is here to stay
That was me
All I know is a feeling
It makes me feel good or bad
I don't know what those words mean
And I don't know what I am
But no longer I look for the answer
From whence I did before
Like a gust of wind on a hot summer's day
I become the dust once more
