There’s a whole lot in this world to do,
and there’s a whole lot to close your eyes to.
You can walk and walk and still not get far.
You can talk and talk and still say more.
You can love and love and love til your sore
and still remember reasons to forget what love is for.
But when you’ve said a thousand words
in five hundred thousand ways,
and you’re still walking and walking
but feel like nowhere is following,
remember, your heart is on and it’s thinking
its thumping thought. Remember,
that the nothing of now is so much song,
is everything and no more.