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