The Space Between Thoughts

(hmmm) I don't know what to write

I don't know what to say

Staring at a blank page all afternoon

Waiting for the magic in a dusty room

Maybe I should sing about the falling rain

Or try to find a melody to ease the pain

But the words get tangled and they slip away

And it's fine, yeah it's fine (oh well)

Just wasting some time

Because I don't know,

no I don't know

Where the thoughts go when the music starts to flow

Yeah I don't know,

no

I don't know We can make a whole song out of nothing

at all (yeah,

just nothing at all) Maybe it's a song about a missing key

Or how the coffee tasted at a half-past three

No grand philosophy or heavy design

Just a little rhythm running down the line Letting go of trying

to be so profound

Because I don't know,

no I don't know

Where the thoughts go when the music starts to flow

Yeah

I don't know,

no I don't know We can make a whole song out of

nothing at all

(nothing at all, yeah)

I don't know (hmmm)

And that is perfectly okay