Maybe you know it. Maybe you feel it. Maybe you got to know. Sing hallelujah. Sing it with your eyes. Sing it in disguise. You will never see all your people free. All the things you think you have to know will never help your mind or your spirit grow. I know you know. Now you're wandering. Now you're reasoning. Now you're holding back. Because you know all the facts. All the pieces, and all the kisses you didn't have, and all the seasons don't have a reason. Do you really know? Do you have to show? Sweet boy has turned now that he is getting burned. All the things you think you have to know will never help your mind or your spirit grow. All the things you think are good to know are killing you really really slow.