Don't overlook coincidence You might miss what you had found Don't overstate the obvious There's enough of that around I remember the lessons learned All of the ones said so silently You ask for suggestion I have none, yet still you ask again What can you hope to gain from all your questioning? We might be onto something You're further still from clarity When the student becomes the teacher Though the lesson has yet to be taught As the old begets a new way Though the lesson has yet to be taught Everything backwards Much like the ocean feeds the river (Tributary) Regression in unison and on and on again So you can ask on You'll find that I have yet to back away from you once Now that I've seen this I can look right in your eyes and say I might be onto something You're further still from clarity When the student becomes the teacher Though the lesson has yet to be taught As the old begets a new way Though the lesson has yet to be taught Though the lesson has yet to be taught Though the lesson has yet to be taught Though the lesson has yet to be taught Though the lesson has yet to be taught When the student becomes the teacher Though the lesson has yet to be taught As the old begets a new way Though the lesson has yet to be taught Everything backwards Much like the ocean feeds the river (Tributary) Regression in unison and on and on again And on again And on again And on again And on again