I cant lift myself off the ground By the belt loop of my jeans Im often told to know myself But Im not sure what that means If I remember what Ive done Can I know what Ill do next? But when Im conscious all along I cant put it to the test The truth is always true I do the things I do Each prediction is self-fulfilling
If I dont know myself then Can I be my own person? Isnt conforming easy? Id rather just be ordinary & free
Someday Ill choreograph my life Dancing to a different drum Until I hear that solo beat Im content to play along I can pretend to understand What it is I want to be Maybe its everything Im not But its all the same to me I mirror what I see And most conveniently Everyone loves their own reflection
Maybe youve looked inside yourself Spotted patterns in the clouds But was it you observing you Or the other way around? How many others did you see All responding to your name? Could it be youre the only one? Could it be were all the same? Theres no one else to know We make it as we go Redefining our limitations
If I dont know myself then Can I be my own person? Isnt conforming easy? Id rather just be ordinary & free Thats me.