All that's known in history, in scienceOverthrown at school, at home, by blind men.

You doubt them and soon they bark and hound youTill everything you say is just another bad about you.

All they say is 'Trust in what is written'Wars are made and somehow that is wisdom.

Thought is suspect and money is their idolAnd nothing is okay unless it's scripted in their Bible.
But I know there's so much more to findJust in lookin' through myself and not at them.

Still, I know to trust my own true mindAnd to say 'There's a way through this'.

On I go to wonder and to learningName the stars and know their dark returning.

I'm calling to know the world's true yearningThe hunger that a child feels for everything they're shown.

You watch meJust watch meI'm calling and one day all will know.