In some corner of every mind
and in every nerve that's meant to feel
there's an open ended question
that is trying to be revealed

Not a judgement, not an answer
not an opinion, not a fact
But a ground to be relied on
so our hearts can find a path

As the future that we're bracing for is so much easier to see
As the past still owns our grief and fears
and anger brings us to our knees
And the present sows confusion just to track our every choice
Closing in and numbing every soul and spirit, every voice

In that corner there's a threshold
that the walls try to conceal
So many things dissolve when we just question what is real