Lyrics Still Life - Sitcom

Still Life

What can only be found now?
It can only be found now
Did you find it?
Do you see it?
It can only be found now
As if, as if staring at a gravesite
'Till I become a grave sight/site
Would it make me a still life?
As if I knew what I knew
But I don’t so I do what I do
So I go with the flow 'till I’m blue
As if the notion to know shit
Could save no one from nothing
As if I make space saved for placelessness
And be pasted into my peaceful bliss
As if I’m displaced in this place
Is it this face?
Within this grin?
As if
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
I’ll walk into the landscape
I won’t come back
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
I’ll walk into away
How 'bout
How 'bout
I walk into the distance
Until I become the distance
Would it make me the distance
How 'bout
The still life with old shoes holds truth
Deep in a blue mood with hues of gold sun views
It’s the rear view and the real you that haunt you
Even here too, real soon
I’ll walk away into a way of being
Be it, I meant to mean it
Reaching for meaning
But I’ll wake up
I’m still Jacob
With still life and self-love
How 'bout
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
I’ll walk into the landscape
I won’t come back
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
I’ll walk into away
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
How 'bout that
How 'bout that