Not Just Sometimes but Always

There is a long forgotten voice,

I know it's not your voice,

because it's always strained,

I wake up hearing unfamiliar voices,

convinced they're trying to explain,

that if my words were clearer,

then maybe I would know what I'm trying to say,

just as those long forgotten voices,

disappear back into rain,

If I was born the same day that you die,

should that make me try,

I was born the same day that you die,

should that make me feel more alive,

Not just sometimes but always,

I know what I know,

I know what I know,

I know what I know,

I tune the radio,

to drown out these voices I don't know,

and suddenly an empty house,

it almost fills up with hope,

there are days and nights when,

I don't need to close my eyes,

and they feel as real to me,

like an elegy in the skies,

If I was born the same day that you die,

should that make me try,

I was born the same day that you die,

should that make me feel more alive,

not just sometimes but always,

I know what I know,

I know what I know,

I know what I know,

not just sometimes but always,

I know what I know,

I know what I know,

I know what I know