I Don't Know What It Is

I don't know what it isBut you got to do itI don't know where to goBut you got to be thereI don't know where to fallBut I know that its comfortable whereI don't know where it isPutting all of my timeIn learning to careAnd a bucket of rhymesI threw up somewhereWant a locket of whoMade me lose my perfunctory viewOf all that is aroundAnd of all that I doSo I knock on the doorTake a step that is newNever been here beforeIs there anyone else here tooIn love with beautyPlaying all of the gamesWho thinks three's companyIs there anyone else who wears slightly mysterious brusiesI don't know what it isTake a lookin aroundAt friendly facesAll declaring a war on far off placesIs there anyone else who is through with complaining about what'sDone unto usSo I knock on the doorAnd I am on the trainGoing god knows where toTo get me overTo get me overGive me heaven or hellCalais or DoverI was hoping the trainWas my big numberStopping in Santa Fe and the Atchison-TopekaThough I'm chugging along, put away by the crossing handWe'll be heading for Portland, or Limburgh or Lower ManhattanFind myself running aroundI don't know what it is so get me overI don't know what it is so get me overI don't know what it is so get me overTo get me overYou gotta do it.You gotta be there.