Who Knows What Goes On?

V1: 
[Intro]
Who knows what goes on...
When the clock strikes odd,
When the socks go rogue,
And the world’s asleep in a cosmic fog?

[Verse 1]
People say truth’s just a loser’s suit,
But lies hit harder than a mad king’s boot...
If thinking’s fatal, should I take the risk,
Or stick to staring at the swirling abyss?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on,
When stars debate the dawn?
Do socks dream of shoes?
Does the moon write haikus?

[Verse 2]
A liar, a ghost, a sharpened claw,
But what of the lamb in a toothy awe?
Possessions cage more than walls ever could...
Freedom sings loud in an empty wood.

[Bridge]
Oh, the magic’s here, just biding time,
Waiting for wits to grow then climb…
Is "right" what’s left of a loud dispute,
Or the echo of silence in a cosmic suit?

[Chorus] 
Who knows what goes on,
When stars debate the dawn?
Do socks dream of shoes?
Does the moon write haikus?

[Outro] 
A laugh, a sigh, 
the unknown replies,
Questions roll in like a thousand skies...
Who knows... what goes... on?

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V2:
[Intro]
Who knows what goes on?...

[Verse 1]
War doesn’t decide who’s right, just who stayed...
A chessboard of egos, pawns overplayed.
Why is it folks’d rather stop thinking than start?
Is comfort the cushion that dulls every heart?

Possessions pile up like dust on a shelf...
Do we own the stuff, or does it own itself?
The world’s fool of wonders, sharp wits get the key,
But(t) are we too busy to notice the tree?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on, under the stars?
Questions like whispers, in bottles, in jars...
Catch them, release them, they’re funny and true,
The world’s weird and waiting… what’s waiting for you?

[Verse 2]
Love guides the good life, but knowledge steers...
Do maps of our dreams change with the years?
Could a duty to care be more than a chore,
If liking’s the door, and enjoying’s no more?

To want without having, a joy to embrace...
Why does the chase make a happier face?
If the secret of joy’s in the vast and the kind,
Why do our interests stay narrow and blind?

Who knows what goes on?...

[Bridge]
Is the world just a circus of circles we run?
Or a dance where the answers are never just one?
Do we fear what we feel, or the things that we lack?
If we laughed at the questions, could wisdom laugh back?

[Chorus] 
Who knows what goes on, under the stars?
Questions like whispers, in bottles, in jars...
Catch them, release them, they’re funny and true,
The world’s weird and waiting… what’s waiting for you?

[Outro] 
Who knows what goes on?…

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V3:
[Verse 1]
Why is a war only won by the weary?
Who gets the spoils when the victors are ghosts?
Do the clouds dream of rain when they grow heavy?
And does the ocean miss every ship it has lost?

You said happiness hides in the holes of your pockets.
But I keep patching them up all the same...
Do you think the stars envy the streetlights?
Do they curse us for giving them names?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on...
Behind the moon, beneath the dawn?
Why ask where we belong,
When the stars sing "play along"?

[Verse 2]
Do possessions possess when they pile to the ceiling?
What’s the weight of a thought left unsaid?
Are truths only truths when they’re lonely?
And why does love sleep in an unmade bed?

Would the trees trade their roots for some freedom?
Would the wind sell its song for a throne?
Is the fear of the void what keeps us so busy?
And is knowledge a seed we’ve outgrown?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on,
Behind the bloom, inside the throng?
Why fight to right what’s wrong,
When the earth hums all along?

[Bridge]
The good life? 
Oh, it’s a tango of love and of knowing...
The good laugh? 
It’s the punchline the universe keeps throwing,
When the stars in their silence are simply bestowing...
Who hears their jokes? 
And who keeps growing?

[Outro]
To be without some of what you want
Is to find what you need… isn’t it odd?
Would the sky stay blue without some gray?
Would your heart beat loud without delay?

Oh, who knows what goes on…
Behind the moon, beneath the dawn…
We all belong, but still we long…
And the stars sing "play along."

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V4:
[Intro]
The world spins round... who knows why?

[Verse 1]
Why do thoughts form a line in our heads?
Do they stumble like domino threads?
Is the truth just a game we all play,
Or a mirror that hides in dismay?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on,
When the stars are all gone?
Is it right, is it wrong?
Who knows what goes on?

[Verse 2]
If war leaves us nothing but ash in the breeze.
Does it whisper in languages lost to the seas?
When we reach for the things that we think make us whole,
Are we clutching at shadows, or feeding our soul?

[Hook]
Tick tock, the clock mocks the mind,
Round and round... What answers will we find?  

[Bridge]
People die to avoid the chore of thought  
But what if the peace they sought is what they forgot  
Happiness hides in the unasked “why”  
In the magical winks of a blinking sky  

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on  
When the stars are all gone  
Is it right, is it wrong  
Who knows what goes on  

[Verse 3]
Do our wits sharpen slow, like a blade in the rain  
Or grow dull with possessions we clutch in vain  
If we cooperated to redeem mankind  
Would the world smile wide, would the stars align  

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on  
When the stars are all gone  
Is it right, is it wrong  
Who knows what goes on  

[Outro]
So let your mind roam, let your interests grow wide  
Befriend what you find, let the questions collide  
For the good life, they say, isn’t simple or clear  
It’s a love guided journey through wonder and fear  

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V5:
[Intro]
Who knows what goes on? 
In the space where the stars have shone...
Maybe it’s a riddle, or a cosmic con,
Who knows, who knows what goes on?

[Verse 1]
Why does the truth feel like a tug-of-war?
Is it comfort we chase, or something more?
If war’s not about who's right but who’s left,
Are our battles just bad pun contests?

[Chorus]
Oh, who knows, who knows what goes on?
In the world where the wonders are spun.
Questions tumble, thoughts collide
Ride the wave, let the magic decide.

[Verse 2]
If possessions possess us, what’s the cost?
Do we find ourselves, or are we just lost?
Happiness knocks... does it come in disguise?
Do wide-open hearts make wits sharper, wise?

[Pre-Chorus]
Why do we endure what’s meant to delight?
Is "duty" the thief of our soft moonlight?
The world’s a stage, but the script’s unread...
So why do our lines live rent-free in our heads?

[Chorus]
Oh, who knows, who knows what goes on?
In the thoughts where the riddles belong.
Why chase answers when questions are art?
Life’s a puzzle where the pieces fall apart...

[Bridge]
Why do we dream of fish in the sky?
Or wonder if penguins could ever fly?
Can love be a theory that we can test?
Or does knowledge just make a mess of the quest?\

[Verse 3]
Why do hearts beat to a ticking clock?
Does time care if it’s 4 or 5 o’clock?
If happiness means wanting what you can’t keep,
Is the secret hidden in the gaps between sleep?

[Outro]
Who knows what goes on? 
In the twirl where the questions are drawn...
Maybe it's love, maybe it’s none...
But oh, who knows what goes on?

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V6:
[Intro]
Oh, who knows,
Who knows what goes on?
A child smiles, the sun is gone,
Time ticks, but who leads the song?

[Verse 1]
If truth's a shy shadow, where does it hide?
Would it live in a book or a tear you’ve cried?
If love’s a puzzle, then where’s the map?
Do stars giggle when galaxies overlap?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on, my friend?
The spiral spins, the questions bend.
Are we just thoughts that never end?
Oh, who knows what goes on?

[Verse 2]
If war’s a joke, does the punchline sting?
Do we race to own what we cannot bring?
Why do hearts hoard more than they need?
Does a tree feel fear when it drops a seed?

[Chorus]
Who knows what goes on, my friend?
The spiral spins, the questions bend.
Are we just thoughts that never end?
Oh, who knows what goes on?

[Bridge]
To live wide and free, is it such a chore?
Does a thought of less open up much more?
Why do we seek comfort in things that fade,
When a mind set loose is a serenade?

[Final Chorus]
Who knows what goes on, my friend?
The spiral spins, the questions bend...
Are we just thoughts that never end?
Oh, who knows what goes on?

[Outro]
The good life loves, the wise life knows,
Yet, oh, who knows, who knows what goes…