This Quest

This Quest
You may find me under the willow tree.
I might be dead. Or just thinking.
Like always…
You may find me under the willow tree
I might be dead. Or just thinking.
Like always, I always do in this place
Yes I suffocate just as you do.
Maybe I pretend to know where I stand
But I make mistakes. Just as you do.
I feel like Siddhartha
On a search through this Life.
I am searching
I never said I knew, I never said this
I am searching
I never said I knew, I never said so…
I’m just searching
This quest
I never said I knew it all…
And I do see under this wild sad tree
I try to grab Life that surrounds me.
The taste of Earth, the swirl I’m in
Dirt upon my scarred skin.
To taste Life around me.
This ain’t no sin.
Sometimes, I stray of in wonder
So I wander round planet Earth.
You may help me,
So walk beside me now
Don’t judge me so we can feel strong.
Yes I might pretend
To know where I stand
But I make mistakes, Just as you do
I feel like Siddhartha
On a quest through this Life
Maybe one day I will end up
Nice and quiet next to the riverside
Next to the river…
But until then I have a need to…
I see myself as I look in the beggar’s eye
I see myself as I look up to God
I see myself pass as this millionaire
And the mirror moves, says I’m this all
You may find me under the willow tree
I might be dead. Or just thinking
Like always… like always… like always.