Moment to Be

What do you believe, a strange question to some
Spending their time on defining all wrong
Always seeking proof, something presented
Not understanding it’s their own that’s prevented
Such a tragedy, displayed for all to see
For now and forever, when living the moment to be
What do you do, a more common asked one
Not understanding they’re showing their guns
Are they really ready for what you will answer
Being defined by anything only means final
The journey when falling, leaving hats blowing free
Trying each one, when living the moment to be
Where are you from, when interested further
Hard to say, remembering the dark matter
But if you must know, it was where I don’t belong
Nobody was singing my type of song
Where are you going, is a better one to decree
Nowhere for nothing, when living the moment to be
Sometimes I laugh, when thinking of some detours
That became a highway, by the time you’re through it
Maybe one too many, some would talk or think of
What a waste, all those years dropping from above
Not understanding to fall is an opportunity
Learning to rise, when living the moment to be