Paroles de All These Things Exist

I look at the Sun, the stars, the Moon, the blue sky And try to explain in vain I've searched maths, logic, philosophy and thus Quantify you, but failed One can't measure, gauge, count Make the deduction It isn't empirical Rationality can't reason I look at myself, inert matter without action Or volition, but live A lost sinner unable to save himself By his own hands, unworthy There is no reason nor destination No greater purpose But the one you choose, the one you make One can't understand, let alone imagine Just believe That all these things exist, life lives And thus we all are here