When I first arrived in Brazil, I had to ask myself what I was doing here. It was a pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming moment. One day a friend had to drop me off by the side of the road because she was late to work. She instructed me to keep walking for about 30 minutes down the road and that I would be home. As I walked in the hot sun I thought about the themes that would eventually become these lyrics.
October 15, 2008
I was walking through the desert that is my mind in this world. Asking questions, without answer, never sure which way to go. Should I turn around again, should I stop or keep on? I don't know! I look to you! Don't know. Don't know. I don't know! Give me a reason. Don't know - no more. I was aching from my journey, legs burning feet sore. In my mind, I imagine you here, speaking in a voice so low. (You say) Can I give you some advice? You should always think twice! I don't know! I look to you! Don't know. Don't know. I don't know! Tell me the truth! 'Cause I don't know - no more. I'm not the sort who likes to live in the past. I keep it moving straight ahead. But something about this place makes me retrace my steps. How did I manage to appear? One minute there and now here. Should I wait for a sign? Should I give it one more try? I don't know! I look FOR you. Don't know. Don't know. I don't know! I trust in your love. Don't know - no more. I don't know! I look to you. Don't know. Don't know. I don't know! Give me an answer. 'Cause I don't know - no more! a.p.t.