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Some search inside themselves and some search in bibles
And I don't know which I am
But I intend to find out very soon if I can
Won't someone tell me where it's at and what it is?
Some hunt it like a snark and some wait for it to come to them
But it very rarely does
And when they die they only wonder how and wonder why
Won't someone tell me where it's at and what it is?
Without which information it may prove difficult to find
It seems we're living in the well-respected country of the blind
Many people have tried and many people were wrong
Aquinas tried logic and that didn't work
You'd better think again, poor Tom
You can try mediation if that's what you fancy
Communion or palmistry or necromancy
Keep reading your bible, keep spinning your wheel
But you'll never know if it's false or it's real
Is it real?
Some search inside themselves and some search in bibles
And I don't know which I am
But I intend to find out very soon if I can
Won't someone tell me where it's at and what it is?
Some hunt it like a snark and some wait for it to come to them
But it very rarely does
And when they die they only wonder how and wonder why
Won't someone tell me where it's at and what it is?