I Know That I Don't Know

Lyrics for I Know That I Don't Know

No one really knows what they're doing Let now be forgiving A want, a will, a way A want, a will, a way No one No one really knows what they're doing A question stretching the evening of our days Pacing the corridors of our minds We chuckle at close encounters To be encountered Rooms in the mind A life unfolding No one really knows No one really knows what they're doing The letters we searched for within are stumbling The sound of stumbling, falling or fumbling Missed notes, confused cues A place where we are swaying and swinging No one No one really knows No one really knows what they're doing The joke of us The joke of us jiving from the author's pen The sweat of ink If anybody tells you they know It means they don't