A flicker of light a circle of sound

you know my spirit could never be bound

by animal deed or animal thought

you know a spirit could never be caught

like a fish in a net, a butterfly

you stick in a jar -- watch struggle and die

I have no fear I feel no dread

I've got the muse my spirit is fed



And waht's behind the doors ahead I'll never guess

for what I can't control will not cause me distress

and as I ride the road there are signs in front of me

and though I may be battered by the stormy sea --



All I know is what I know

is that I just . . . I just don't know



All I know is what I feel

is that this feeling must be real

So what's your name and what's your faith

and what's the time? -- This is no race



All I know is what I know

is that I just . . . I just don't know