[Verse 1] In my philosophical quest,
I submit to an endless test:
Tease-and-denial with the Spirit I seek
As a hunter in heat for a Theory of Everything……
At least it’s tiny insights I’m fated to chew
Rather than one coherent truth,
For if I could grasp all the answers,
Human purpose would have no future.

[Chorus] Ever since I emerged from my mother
I got the urge to merge with the “other”
Behold, your birthright, bones of the earth
Behold, your birthright, bones of the earth

[Verse 2] Endlessly I come to the same conclusion,
Despite our differences and confusion.
Each one of us a distinct refraction
Of one light fractal, reflexive passion.
But the realization never gets old
The realization never gets old

[Verse 3] True magick isn’t learning new skills,
To gasp and dazzle at novel thrills,
Rather the life-affirming satisfaction
Re-membering ancient currents long forgotten.
But the realization never gets old
The realization never gets old