Maybe I misunderstand
The things I think I know;
Maybe it’s all foolishness,
And I have far to go,
Maybe there’s another life
Where wisdom is my store,
And maybe it’d be better
I don’t ponder anymore.
So though misunderstandings be
Both myriad and deep,
My ignorance could soon be bliss
If I could get
To sleep
ah, to be in the moment-what bliss!