It Doesn't Matter - Stephen Stills

Falling and spinning

Losing and winning

Keeping my head

Watching for signals

Wearisome vigil

Was I misled

I remember you said

That you don’t want to forget me It doesn’t matter

Which of our fantasies fled.

Every tomorrow

Looking to borrow

A piece of today

Run a bit faster

Here comes the catcher

Making his play

You had better not stay

You will soon be surrounded

It doesn’t matter

Which of our fantasies stay.

Lonely and winsome

Calling for someone

Living right now

Something is shallow

Ugly and hollow

Doesn’t even allow you

To want to know how

You might

Live for the living

Give for the giving

Moment by moment

One day at a time

It doesn’t matter

It’s nothing but dreaming

Anyhow.