Chanting Hare Krishna in the shower, on the way to work, and early in the morning.
In the end when we pick our lives apart little by little
and piece by piece what in the end do we find?
What in the end matters most?
What in the end, if anything matters most.
That's the million dollar question isn't it.
(What matters most)
Is it love?
Is it family?
Is it happiness?
Is it none or all of the above?
Do we even dare to answer or do we in return
just answer silently.