No Solid Ground
{ words & music by Simon Spire }
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Is there a place where the ground won’t move?
A carefully organized, single room
I’d search every corner, exposing my lies
So nothing is left as a nasty surprise
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I will admit
As much as I would like to get it right I’m still mystified
And I will admit
Even with all I want to be I might just end up me
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I’ve been here before I never thought I’d return
As if I had learned all I needed to learn
But what a beautiful surprise to find, that what is found is too big to be held
Saying once more there’s no solid ground
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I will admit
As much as I would like to get it right I’m still mystified
And I will admit
Even with all I want to be I might just end up me
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Why does the earth seem to fly without having to try?
Why does the sight of the mystery, move too fast to be seen?
And why is the moment I find what’s here, the moment it disappears?
So I sit down and stop; and look around and see,
What am I trying to be? If only it were me
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I try not to try but tonight any more seems like less
And I feel the sky laughing as each mountain-top reveals the next
And I wish I could tell all that I wanted to say
And I wish I could just hold it all
Here in my arms and kiss it all today
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Chorus
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I try not to try; I’m still mystified.