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My coffee is cold And yesterday is stuck with me And I can't wake up from my sleep I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker But the day that I meet my maker Or the day that I see my undertaker Ya see All I have is too many questions Is there something someone forgot to mention to me But I walk on with out hesitation To my unknown own destination With the music like syncopation And explore my own imagi..nation How do I know if I am right in why I feel like I do And separate the truth from the lies And why do we only take any action when it comes to our own satisfaction When we only need just a fraction of what we need All I have is too many questions Is there something someone forgot to mention to me, yeah But I walk on with out hesitation To my unknown own destination With the music like syncopation And explore my own imagi..nation How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in? And how do I cling to the frame of diving timing? Why do I doubt sometimes that of which I know for sure? And why when I've had enough do I seem to ask for more? How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in? And how do I cling to the frame of diving timing? Why do old habits die so hard God knows I try and try And why ask why? (Oh) All I have is too many questions Is there something someone forgot to mention to me, yeah I walk on without hesitation To my unknown own destination With the music like syncopation And explore my own imagi..nation All I have is too many questions (too many questions) Is there something someone forgot to mention to me, yeah I walk on with out hesitation To my unknown own destination (I'm walking on) With the music like syncopation And explore my own imagi..nation I'm walking on x8 |