Knock on the Sky

I got some questions and I need some answers
Been gathering scraps of clues as if I'm the panther
Just color me pink, I pick at my scabs to think
The healed skin tempered in immaculate sheen

An old soul cleaned through the creases and folds
Of notes written
Scratched, n' stricken
Attempted again, and again, and again, and again
Until the best one lands and is brought to it's home

I believe that pleasant being is everything
I believe that segmenting is death to be
I believe that heaven's gleam is lessening
If it was ever there at all please let me see

Knocked on the sky, yet no sound came back
More feedback from myself on my homemade tracks
Voice distorted and blurry, tries to draw out meaning
But needs a, lends of contact to see things clearly

Cuz I got some questions and I need some answers
But I'm way to young to know which thoughts could be cancer
Which hold water and which hold deception
I'm wise for my age but I lost self perception

An old soul cleaned through the creases and folds
Of notes written
Scratched, n' stricken
Attempted again, and again, and again, and again
Until the best one lands and is brought to it's home

I believed at seventeen this destiny
I believe that you and me are meant to be
I believe the freshest breeze is ecstasy
I believe melody pulls at all extremities

I can remember the time kicking the
Tin can down the tracks within the
Yin Yang balance it had
As it bounced back and fourth in a marvelous dance
Cuz the small things fade and you have to pretend
So appreciate the now 'fore they're gone in the wind
One minute here and the next in the bin
Gone but not forgotten if you make an attempt

And as time passes by and I'm wondering why, how
I keep myself distracted to deflect from the now, I
Will keep myself reflecting analyzing my time now
Incredulous and defiant not ready to lie down

An old soul cleaned through the creases and folds
Of notes written
Scratched, n' stricken
Attempted again, and again, and again, and again
Until the best one lands and is brought to it's home

I got some questions and don't have any answers
But the fact I'm sayin this at all has straightened my back
Got a lot of life ahead
Hope I'm out on the right track
To better days and better pay I'm paving my path
Cuz as doubt seeps in
The clouds don't seem thin
The light shining down around dwindles
The gleam's dimmed and shimmers
Faint and meek, guess it's time to dream
Cuz my mind may be crowded but my soul is clean