To Know

When the tip of your nose

Is closest to a sky that's silver

And the tip of your tongue

Tastes the air, that's warm and bitter

When your sight lost the ground

And your mind it's clues

When you think you have found

What you have to lose

You think that you know

When the tip of your toe

Touches water cold and soothing

Or a tear falls on snow

Melts some of it but still it's freezing

Life's not a highway that's 90000 miles long

It's more like a meshwork of rivers that are all wrong

Still you have to go on

You're sure that you know

Well, you think that you know

But then you realize

Your truth, it was built on lies

Someone took the lead

Or you skipped a beat

But you know

You don't have to know