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If you asked me lately, have I been watching the news

Taking my meds, and keeping tracks of my views

I'd say yes, cause it feels like if I don't consume

I'll leave room in my life to speak honest thoughts to

And get stressed, the rest seems to take care of itself

So I can set it away to collect dust on the shelf

Obsessed recounting my mistakes and regrets

But I still don't yet know just how deep are the depths left to go

If you asked me baby, what's it like to be me

All I could answer is all that I've seen

I get stuck on the meaning and I doubt we'll agree

I think the point of it all is to set yourself free

To confess, take rest, there's no rush to the end

It's no help to forget where you've gone and have been

At best my guess may only just pass the test, yeah

I'll tell when I know what's to find in the depths left to go

When I fail to breathe, it wont matter what I think

If there's more than we can see, what does anything mean?

I imagine a field with a free-flowing stream

I won't ever arrive, it just haunts me in dreams

Given enough time, a small force unrelenting

Will leave even the mountains cryings, lamenting

For the thought that in life yeah the faster the better

But speed can't make canyons or outlast the weather

Our lives like a stream have no specified pace

To exist in the moment with no concept of chase

I can't ask the questions I seem caught between

What is the point? What does it all mean?