I used to write when I felt like what I thought was worth saying

Lately, I have nothing to offer but my confusion

So I guess that I'll lay out on the table what I think about

Hell, I know that I'm good and able

You know, I want to write to get my mind untangled

If I can lace my thoughts together, I'll feel less unstable

When I was younger, I tried to define myself and the world around me too

Now I know that's something I can't do

And all I know is that I don't know anything

I don't know anything, I don't know anything

Every moment, everything is everchanging

I don't know anything, I don't know anything

Lack of certainty: let it be liberating

Lately, I wake up in the night with a pit of fear in my stomach

Myself and everyone that I love will someday cease to exist

So why are we here? What is the purpose

If all of this will someday be gone and will be meaningless?

I look around my room; I feel disconnected

Who am I? What are these things? What are these many moments?

When I was younger, I tried to define myself and the world around me too

Now I know that's something I can't do

And all I know is that I don't know anything

I don't know anything, I don't know anything

Every moment, everything is everchanging

I don't know anything, I don't know anything

Lack of certainty: let it be liberating

It's the time of year I like; the miniature daisies are growing outside

We're free to choose the meaning in our lives, and when we're finished and frozen in time

I think our unity, the genuine smiles and laughter

Though it will disintegrate, I think it will have mattered

This time of year, somewhat of a rebirth

Leaves fall from the trees, we fall from our past to our future

When I was younger, I tried to define myself and the world around me too

Now I know that's something I can't do

And all I know is that I don't know anything

I don't know anything, I don't know anything

Every moment, everything is everchanging

I don't know anything, I don't know anything

Lack of certainty: let it be liberating