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