This pseudoreligion I go on believing Has no body or face that I kneel before Am I a fool for seeking clarity When I know that nothing will ever be clear? The sky is open for business And we are all in it, we are all in it Take it or leave it My lasting impression I am a fossil I built a house of trilobites Where you can live when you are older And I will make a soft bed for you At the bottom of the pool Shed a tear for an honest man And forgive yourself for it The pleasure of life is to linger To float upon moments like feather on water The sunlight is always indifferent To every shadow and every cowerer The living being has been discontinued I should have told you I should have let you know Am I a fool for seeking clarity When I know that nothing will ever be clear?