Too Many Questions

My coffee is cold

And yesterday is stuck with me

And I can't wake up from my sleep

I feel like a grain of salt In the shaker

But the day that I meet my maker

or the day that I see my undertaker

You see

All I have Is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me

But I walk on with out hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi... nation

How do I know If I am right in why

I feel like I do and separate the truth from the lies

And why do we only Take any action

When it comes To our satisfaction

When we only need Just a fraction

Of what we need

All I have Is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot To mention to me

But I walk on with out hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi... nation

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in

And how do I cling to the frame of divine timing?

Why do I doubt sometimes that of which I know for sure?

And why when I've had enough

Do I seem to ask for more?

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in

And how do I cling To the frame of divine timing?

Why do old habits die so hard god knows

I try and try and why ask why?

All I have Is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me

But I walk on with out hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi... nation

All I have Is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me

But I walk on with out hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi... nation