I can't tell you I know why
I think I know the things I know.
But somehow, I think I know,
Some Things I probably shouldn't know.

And I know how not “knowing”
Things you think you're supposed to know,
Can Keep you from ever knowing—
ego’s like to lie and say we know.

We all know we'll never know,
Everything with all there is to know. .
And Not knowing what or when to know,
Ensures that we might never know.

There's one thing I'm sure we know,
Its Most of all we'll ever know,
Are things we'll never really know,
Believing we already know.

I know there's things that I don't know,
And you might think you actually know,
But you know something? I think we both know
Neither can know what the other knows.

Though we both know of things That
we, as people, thought we'd never know.
Until that moment hits us hard
To let us know. “Well, now you know.”

But I know there's a higher knowing,
That knows think I know, but don't.
I think it knows the way my “knowing”
Seems to know but can't and won't.

And it's not like I even know
you don't know what I know. You know?
I just know there's something that knows it all
That we'd never want to know

But If you really think you know,
This thing I think that no one knows.
Then that would mean I didn't know.
Something I would've sworn I know

And I don't know just how to tell you
Of things I hope you'll never know,
Cause I'm not sure I know
If either one of us can even know.

i say it’s not,
but it is.
for my dream there’s still two years yet,
however i simply now i’ve told it goodbye.

actually i know,
so if you could avoid me that it will be even better.
keep it to yourself don’t say what has already been all said,
i know how it is, how it feels, and what it brings.

The mountain looking down
As he see a tall tree
The wing blows in its leaves
So easily the animals
takes its shadow, so effortlessly

The mountain curves
shake in a yearn
For a calm existance as the tree
Down the valley

But the mountain cant plant roots
And its grotesque shape is visible
"Oh how big and strong you are, mountain" a traveler said
"I dont want to be" the mountain replied "sometimes, i want to be a tree" he said

But the wise traveler leaned on
The mountise side, like a friend
As he looked up "some are meant to be under a calming shaodw" he said.

"But others, are meant for the top"
"And without you, mountain, they will never know what heights they can reach".

All cause of you, mountain.