'What of Art?' she asked.
'It is a malady.'
'The fashionable substitute for Belief.'
'You are a sceptic.'
'Never! Scepticism is the beginning of Faith.'
'What are you?'
'To define is to limit.'
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done.
Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?
Tell me how do you feel?
Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak
And they're talking it to me
So you don't know were you're going, and you wanna talk,
And you feel like you're going where you've been before.
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
And nothing's really making any sense at all.
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