[Verse] Every time I've had these thoughts here Conclusions gone to disappear Where is my intellectual peer Structure of the mind, binary clear I could not deduce That this Would produce Affection of the want, my physical need Metaphor then, my heart does bleed Condition of the mind left behind To return when I hit rewind I could not explain Rational Insane Post-modern thoughts, of what's love's end Meaningless tact of a bottomless end As much as I hear, I'll never know or understand What my heart feels No body of intellectual thought has sought or advanced or need or agreed ona principle so simple as The heart Does What it wants
