There's a purpose, and there's a goal
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 definitive
I don't know what it is