I’m trying to tell you something about my lifeMaybe give me insight between black and whiteAnd the best thing you’ve ever done for meIs to help me take my life less seriouslyIt’s only life after allYeahWell darkness has a hunger that’s insatiableAnd lightness has a call that’s hard to hearI wrap my fear around me like a blanketI sailed my ship of safety till I sank itI’m crawling on your shoresI went to the doctor, I went to the mountainsI looked to the children, I drank from the fountainsThere’s more than one answer to these questionsPointing me in a crooked lineAnd the less I seek my source for some definitive(the less I seek my source)The closer I am to fineThe closer I am to fineAnd I went to see the doctor of philosophyWith a poster of rasputin and a beard down to his kneeHe never did marry or see a b-grade movieHe graded my performance, he said he could see through meI spent four years prostrate to the higher mindGot my paper and I was freeI went to the doctor, I went to the mountainsI looked to the children, I drank from the fountainsThere’s more than one answer to these questionsPointing me in a crooked lineThe less I seek my source for some definitive(the less I seek my source)The closer I am to fineThe closer I am to fineI stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friendAnd I woke up with a headache like my head against a boardTwice as cloudy as I’d been the night beforeAnd I went in seeking clarity.I went to the doctor, I went to the mountainsI looked to the children, I drank from the fountainsYeah we go to the doctor, we go to the mountainsWe look to the children, we drink from the fountainsYeah we go to the bible, we go through the workoutWe read up on revival and we stand up for the lookoutThere’s more than one answer to these questionsPointing me in a crooked lineThe less I seek my source for some definitive(the less I seek my source)The closer I am to fineThe closer I am to fineThe closer I am to fine