TWEEDLE BEETLE BLUES [Verse 1] Did you ever see a Tweedle Beetle Sitting in a puddle all alone? Pondering the puddle while he puddled both his feet, Thinking thoughts he'd never really known. The puddle wasn't giant, The puddle wasn't deep, Just a little beetle-sized reflection Where a beetle went to think. Then another beetle wandered over, Pointed with a puzzled little grin, "Why's that beetle in the puddle?" Asked the beetle to his friend. [Chorus] Oh the puddle got nervous, And the ripples rolled around, And the beetles all debated What was up and what was down. Was the beetle in the puddle? Was the puddle in the beetle? Was the answer in the question? Could they ever know what's real? Oh, Tweedle Beetle, Tweedle Beetle Blues, Too many beetles telling you What you're supposed to choose. [Verse 2] Then a Writing-It-Down Beetle Arrived with paper, ink, and pride. Started writing every puddle, Every ripple, every side. Soon a Reading-What-Was-Written Beetle showed up just to see, And he said, "According to this notebook, The puddle only lives through me." The writer shook his antennae, Said, "That cannot be quite right. I was writing down the puddle Long before you came tonight." [Chorus] Oh the puddle got nervous, And the ripples rolled around, And the beetles all debated What was up and what was down. Was the beetle in the puddle? Was the puddle in the beetle? Was the answer in the question? Could they ever know what's real? Oh, Tweedle Beetle, Tweedle Beetle Blues, Too many beetles telling you What you're supposed to choose. [Bridge] Watching the watchers, Writing the writers, Reading the readers, Building the fire. Thinking the thinking, Questioning "me," Till nobody noticed The old oak tree. Nobody noticed The wind or the sky, They were too busy asking The puddle why. [Final Chorus] Then Tweedle sat quietly, The puddle turned smooth, And all of the beetles Ran out of things to prove. Sitting was sitting, And being was being, Sometimes the deepest truths Need no agreeing. Oh, Tweedle Beetle, Tweedle Beetle Blues, The more you chase the answer, The more the answer moves. So if you're in a puddle, And the whole world disagrees, Just sit a little longer, And let the ripples be. [Outro] Tweedle Beetle... Sitting in the puddle... Tweedle Beetle... Letting ripples be...
