And I wonder

sometimes i wonder if i need stress to survive

i wonder if that's true

cuz i sure can't seem to get enough

and i wonder if death is really like life itself

is it death that i fear

or just the means of its approach

and i wonder if love will be like it is in all my dreams

knights in shining armor

ringing bells and angel wings

all those false romantic notions embedded in my brain

and i wonder, and i wonder

nothing seems to matter

these mundane and trivial tasks

tax and debt and consequence

and i wonder when it will blow away

all this worry and care that multiplies, intensifies suspended overhead

and i wonder, and i wonder

sometimes i seem to wonder if you and i will ever fly

or even get off the ground

and i imagine what it would be like

and i wonder when the dawn will come

will i be prepared or not

no gravity or tax

or government or war

united in a manner that has never been before

and i wonder, and i wonder

for some i have the answer

and some i'll never know

but it keeps me active and pondering