Who Knows?

Nobody Knows

Nobody knows where the light ends up.
Nobody knows what the darkness rides.
Nobody knows what the wind is whispering.
Nobody knows why the stars still hide.
Nobody knows how it all got started.
Nobody knows why it's so uncharted;
That's how it goes,
Nobody knows.

Nobody knows the source of fire.
Nobody knows what's behind the screen.
Nobody knows the angel's ire.
Nobody knows what it all can mean.

Nobody knows what the beat conceals.
Nobody knows if the rhythm's right.
Even if it blows.
Nobody knows.

Nobody knows.
Nobody knows.
Without their rose,
Nobody knows.

Nobody knows why the heart keeps beating,
Nobody knows why the planet turns,
With a wobble as it goes,
Nobody knows.

-- Big Frank Dickinson (with apologies to Leonard Cohen)