I often contemplate things I do not understand
Like why I am from a woman but return to sand
I wonder why wisdom comes home when I'm hungry
When I search in gloom, for a light to set me free
Windfall, I reflect upon so many beautiful things
In an avalanche shade of black, I hide my feelings
The smell of burning mistakes ascending the air
I smile at the stars realizing I'll never get there
I envision the vague features of yesterday today
And everything is warm, I don't know what to say
For even with examples, I still live my life wrong
So my life is gone, in a never ending sad song
Windfall, I am only an ever-green human being
For I stretch loose my mind, and there is nothing
Mysteries directing mysteries, who am I? I ask
For the further I run life's race, I sense I'm last.
