Listen & Production
The Sky doesn’t care is Track 4 from the album IN THE STATIC by Dschafaa — Minimal / Devotional Ambient.
Credits & AI
Lyrics: Dschafaa
Produced with: Suno (AI-generated music & vocals based on the original text)
This track was created in collaboration with generative AI. Text, concept, and the choice of version are by Dschafaa; Suno generates the sonic realisation and voice from the submitted material.
Lyrics
Lyrics: Dschafaa
A whisper of enlightenment,
my soul tilts an ear.
There must be something to notice —
but where do I find it — here?
Insight is my passion,
the path toward it my aim.
Research after research —
leads only further, little gain.
Understanding Zen is tricky,
in fact, it’s even wrong.
There’s no “wrong way round” in Zen —
the cow rides the horse along.
[Chorus]
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
[Verse]
So I wrestle through the teachings,
just like one thinks one should.
From philosophy to doctrines —
honest path, but not much good.
Pages full of words,
but none of them truly speak.
I’m searching for seeing eyes —
for presence, for something deep.
Living masters,
guides in being.
A trace of something —
that I can try as a key.
In.
[Chorus]
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
[Verse]
I find true teachers —
and all they say is: “Stop!”.
Teachers without a teaching.
New. Unexpected. Top.
So here I am in satsang,
in presence, face to face.
Hearing of transmission,
watching, smiling — finding grace.
Everyone has a story,
something that pulls them through.
Enlightenment, so they say,
is meant to free you from it, too.
[Chorus]
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
[Verse]
My story reaches far —
and some of it you know.
How does experience turn to story?
And what — what’s left below?
Is the thinking about all this
a mirror of yourself?
Do you think the thoughts you choose —
or do you fall into their spell?
Questions upon questions,
mind like carried weight.
Back into satsang —
here there’s nowhere to escape.
[Chorus]
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
[Verse]
Your baggage gets a spotlight —
that’s one courageous stride.
You face the demon directly:
can you stand its side?
Yes, you can.
Do you make the cut?
Do you trust your mind?
Do you buy into its story?
Feel that now in your gut…
There is a kind of silence.
Bring it into your head.
Feel only what you’re feeling —
steady — even when you dread.
[Chorus]
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
सोऽहम्
(So’ham)
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam asi)
[Verse]
And enlightenment?
What about her?
I want the bliss —
and you talk about hurt…
A piece of painful guidance:
Forget her, dear!
Now — look.
Why does it ache?
Isn’t the sky still clear?
Clouds drift on,
over waves and the sea.
The sky doesn’t care.
What of that could you be? —
तत्त्वमसि
(Tat tvam ah see)
[Outro - inaudible]
What’s there?
A reflex:
thoughts falling back into the hole,
to the wound,
to the betrayal.
The world breaks again.
God gone.
You gone.
Everything tied into pain.
Nevertheless — something.
Not the knot — you.
You stay.
You come closer — quietly, without intent.
Just looking.
In the stillness it shifts:
you see.
The abyss is not a knot.
You had bound things together —
things that only fell onto each other.
Unweaving:
betrayal is betrayal.
fear is fear.
loss is loss.
Not one thing.
Not an abyss.
The threads fall apart.
Events become points again.
Something loosens.
It was never one.
Not good —
just gone.
What remains is quiet.