It's not that she walked away,

her world got smaller.

All the usual places, the same destinations,

only something's changed.


It's not that she wasn't rewarded

with pomegranate afternoons

and Mingus, Chet Baker and chess.


It's not the stampede and fortune

of prim affectations

she's off on her own and she knows now

it's greater than the whole

of the past

it's greater

and now she knows.


She just wants to be somewhere

she just wants to be.

She just wants to be somewhere

she just wants to be.


It's not that the transparency

of her earlier incarnations

now looked back on, weren't rich

and loaded

with beautiful vulnerability

and now she knows.


Now is greater

and she knows that.


She just wants to be somewhere

she just wants to be.

She just wants to be somewhere

she just wants to be.


Now is greater

now is greater

and she knows that


She just wants to be somewhere

she just wants to be.

She just wants to be somewhere

she just wants to be.


It's not like if angels

could truly look down

stir up the trappings

and light on the ground.

Remind us of what, when,

why or who?

The how's up to us, me and you

and now is greater than the whole

of the past

is greater and now she knows that.


Now she knows.




She Just Wants To Be

R.E.M. 