There's a virtuous and immoral
There's a reason for all of this
But I don't know what it is
I am one, and plural too
I accept them but they exclude
I could make sense of all of this
But I don't know what it is
The seeds of inspiration
Never germinated in my mind
The beacon of awakening
Is somewhere that I can't find
So I don't know what it is
There's a beginning, and there's an end
There's a climax, some would contend
There's a way to signify this
But I don't know what it is
The seeds of inspiration
Never germinated in my mind
The beacon of awakening
Is somewhere that I can't find
So I don't know what it is
Show me something more to meditate
I don't know what it is
There's a virtuous and immoral
There's a reason for all of this