there`s a purpose, there`s a goal,
there`s a virtuos, and immoral,
there`s a reason for all of this,
and 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