Written on a sunny day in the middle of a run

Here we are in this world, not knowing anything about anything except what's in our minds
Sometimes we don't even know our own minds
It's important from time from time to open the blinds
and see what's outside
It's a matter of time,
no, a matter of rhyme
until i can really figure out what's in my mind
And with every sunrise, and with every goodbye
we learn that life isn't all tv or film
It's yours and it's mine
so live it and do what you want
you can set your soul free from the world, you can do what you want
but what you want is what YOU wants
As long as you live, you can never be free from yourself
And maybe your mind too