I’m learning to make it simple
Tap my foot and ride the cymbal
Are you learning to rise?
In a real world where others may rise?
I’m learning to feel at ease
Recognise the real thing beneath the noise
When I was passing through
Did I stay a few days with you?
What do I know? What do I need?
I do the exercises, sing the creed
Learning to feel at ease
Recognise what’s real and what’s a pose
But will they see us at the gate?
Where will we stay when it gets late?
What do you need? What do you know?
I’m running so my heart can be slow
Learning to feel at ease
Mauve-pink roses bloom without applause
