We Don’t Remember

Our hearts don’t change from pups to dust
Couldn’t see clearly but I had a sense of what right and wrong was
Honest to god
I was honest as hell
I don’t lie very often but I lie very well

Give it away
Take what you need
Love does not cost money but it ain’t free

We remain the same or pretty much the same
From birth to grave, I couldn’t see so clearly what I was or became
I missed a spot on my dirty thoughts
The way we feel about what we do is by who has watched us

I feel so anxious mostly all of the time
If there’s some point to this then which one is mine?

We’re learning slowly
Equal parts of what you do, you don’t

We don’t remember just how we got here
Equal parts of what we do, we don’t

How’d we get here?
Equal parts of what we do, we don’t

What’s the bother?
Equal parts of what you do, you don’t

We don’t remember
We were just born here

We don’t belong here
We were just born here

We really don’t belong here
We really ought to wander away

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[12015 I Brock, “Strangers to Ourselves“]