Really Rarely

Hoffman
3:30

 

It really matters; it rarely matters††† (x2)

 

Sometimes Iím sitting here just looking out these windows

Wondering what the corner has in store for me

Most times perpetually chasing my tail

While making up my own personal history

 

What with my birthing and some time to make adjustments

About a million insights and as many fears

I guess Iíve learned about a couple of things

In my forty some very odd years

 

I see you out there, we are connected

I just canít figure out what youíre here for

Well for the moment, I thought I noticed

You looking back at me the same

Itís a funny life we find ourselves

In fact it isnít clear what we were

Thing is, we find ourselves

Intuit with the feelings that remain

 

So once again

 

It really matters; it rarely matters††† (x4)

 

You see me out here, you see me watching you

You just canít figure out what Iím here for

Well for the moment all we can count on

Are our fingers and our toes

Itís a funny life we find ourselves

In fact it isnít clear what we were

Thing is, we find ourselves

Intuit with the feeling that remain

 

Now to the refrain

 

It really matters; it rarely matters††† (x6)

 

 

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