The Unspoken
“I Know Not Know” turns inward, using its immediate story as a way to examine identity, thought, or self-recognition. The line “It holds my path, yet sets me free” exposes the tension underneath the song: the mind as both the place where confusion begins and where freedom can be found. The repeated presence of heart gives the lyric a symbolic layer of emotional truth and vulnerability. That inward point of view makes the message feel experienced before it is explained. By the time the song reaches “I bind to it, and follow my course,” the final thought suggests that knowing oneself begins where performance and borrowed definitions fall away.
I Know Not Know - Lyrics
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Mock not my know; I boast not of wise!
Ask not to me when the answer is known.
Neither conclude nor begin on my word,
For I haven't mastered the art to convince.
I know Not KnoW, what drives me here,
A pull, a call, that’s crystal clear.
It holds my path, yet sets me free,
Unseen strings, my fate to be.
They say I lie, they see me blind,
Yet in my heart, the truth I find.
In silence bound, I stand, unknown,
In words they miss, where seeds are sown.
Not words I disown, nor actions of mine.
I fear not the dark, nor bask in the light.
Of Glory I know, in darkness concealed;
While hidden it is, which light will reveal.
I know Not KnoW, in light or dark,
It’s deeper still than just a spark.
My heart does speak, though words might hide,
A whispered flame, not glorified.
Unknown to them, this road I tread,
A shadowed way they cannot thread.
The truth concealed, yet I am whole,
In silence kept, my soul unfolds.
And light not believe: it owns not the truth!
Nor darkness be feared: it knows what is known!
In midst is my being, lured by a force,
It knows not the known: it tempts to tell.
I know Not KnoW, as truth I keep,
A mystery they fail to reap.
For light may fade, and darkness too,
The pull I feel remains so true.
They seek to know the known in me,
But miss the thread, they cannot see.
I walk my line, both seen and hid,
In veiled truths where words are bid.
I bind to it, and follow my course,
I steer my life; though bound I am.
I know my thought, I word it not!
They say I lie; but they know not...
I know Not KnoW, the truth I hold,
Unseen, untold, but never cold.
A line I walk, between the known,
In quiet truth, I stand alone.
They call it lie, but they are wrong,
In silent pull, where I belong.
Bound, yet free, in choice I stay,
My journey fixed, come what may.
