We scaled the face of reason To find at least one sign That could reveal the true dimensions Of life lest we forget And maybe it`s easier to withdraw from life With all of it`s misery and wretched lies Away from harm We lay by cool still waters And gazed into the sun And like the moth`s great imperfection Succumbed to her fatal charm Any maybe it`s me who dreams unrequited love The victim of fools who watch and stand in line Away from harm In our vain pursuit of life for one`s own end Will this crooked path ever cease to end .