After all there's no heaven without
Hell - no beauty without strangeness
In all we feel balance will allow to make a deal
The human mind - an ambiguous kind - evolving out of niches
Full of constraints - evolutionary chains - inside
Minds decoupled from original sense
Equipped with instincts which could not keep pace
Beyond reason - beyond control out of reach forevermore
Caught between these two extremes it's
Just a plaything out of natures magic trick pack
The apprentice - trapped in a cage to
Learn the lessons of life's contradictory rage
Structures close to perfect symmetry - a universal soundness
In eternal and aesthetic quality seems to be all we conceive
Approaching still the ultimate ideal - by looking ever closer
Finally - as humans - we will fail to reach our goal
Minds decoupled from original sense
Equipped with instincts which could not keep pace beyond reason
Beyond control out of reach forevermore
Caught between these two extremes it's
Just a plaything out of natures magic trick pack
The apprentice - trapped in a cage
To learn the lessons of life's contradictory rage
And still we're moving 'round in circles of our own
In full consciousness but helpless still to interfere
Even the righteous human mind won't go for
The straight, the plain answers to complicated questions
Even if they're sharp and clear
Still we are searching for more
Still feel the need to ensure there's something more beyond the core
A certain portion of the whole must still be unsure
Deep in our memory - reflecting
Ancient traces left in hidden corners where
Once ramification occurred gradually
Amplified by emotional feedback on all our goals
The narrow line between the zones of beauty and of hideous - we feel
Rational - emotional - completely individual - so real
Shall we take the average and equalise the edges
To ensure compatibility to each and everything we see and feel?
The vision of a brave new world
Where everything is made to fit the scheme
Shall we proceed our exercise in
Modelling our perfect world - our dream?
Where in the end our instincts are dictating our minds
To look for innocence and beauty
With the charm of unforeseeable surprise
And still we're moving 'round in circles of our own
In full consciousness but helpless still to interfere
The basic pre-conditions of our game catch up with us now
Showing our limited physical instalments
Source of all our hopes and fears searching for comfortable zones
Promising pleasure and joy - we're damned to seek whatever we may find
Even the righteous human mind won't go for the straight
The plain answers to complicated questions
Even if they're sharp and clear still we are searching for more
Still feel the need to ensure there's something more beyond the core
In contradiction we are left to try (a thousand options)
A thousand options still we must decide (to keep the balance)
To keep the balance in between our ties (intuitively)
Intuitively trying to justify