THE SEEKER

I've looked under chairs,

I've looked under tables,

I've tried to find the key

To fifty million fables.

They call me The Seeker.

I've been searching low and high.

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die.

I asked Bobby Dylan,

I asked the Beatles,

I've asked Timothy Leary,

But he couldn't help me either.

They call me The Seeker.

I've been searching low and high.

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die.

People tend to hate me

'Cause I never smile.

As I ransack their homes,

They want to shake my hand.

Focusing on nowhere,

Investigating miles.

I'm a seeker, I'm a really desperate man.

I've learned how to raise my voice in anger.

Yeah, but look at my face. Ain't this a smile?

I'm happy when life's good

And when it's bad I cry.

I've got values but I don't know how or why.

I'm looking for me,

You're looking for you,

We're looking at each other

And we don't know what to do.

They call me The Seeker.

I've been searching low and high.

I won't get to get what I'm after