I wonder
| I wonder where I'm going | |
| and | I wonder where I've gone, |
| I wonder what I'm doing here | |
| and | when I'm moving on |
| I wonder when I'm going | |
| as | I think on where I've been |
| I wonder what I'm going for | |
| whatever can it mean: | |
| This coming and this going | |
| from there and place to place | |
| whatever do I do it for; | |
| I know it's not a race | |
| I wonder what I'm doing | |
| what I'm here for anyhow | |
| And does it really matter | |
| If I don't do it now? | |
| I know it has a reason | |
| but what that is I don't know | |
| I've tried to find out all my life | |
| I have to find out so — | |
| I'll remember where I'm going | |
| and | I'll know just where I've been |
| I'll know quite what I'm going for | |
| and | remember what I've seen |
(c) 1991 Sam Liddicott
I found this a bit sickly at the time and my view hasn't changed much in the last 23 years. verse 2 and 3 were scribbled through but I've included them here.
Inspired by mission transfers; and the first couple of minutes of this video:
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