[Verse 1]
So your ancient poems delight
In dimensions undefined
Where at some ever future time
Every wrong will finally be made right
[Chorus]
Well, count on me to still be ill at ease
Count on me to still be ill at ease
Lest we hear it from the rocks and the trees
Why do you still look for me
When you know where I'll be?
[Verse 2]
With all creation to rebuild
And every promise unfulfilled
You want points for right belief
And the worn-out knees in your blue jeans
[Chorus]
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