There's a purpose, there's a goal, There's a virtuous, 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