"TAO" lyrics

All of the things we think, all of the feelings too, all of the things we say
All of the things we do
All of the finding our, all in the higher truth, all to the highest power
Notice and guide us through
All of the things we think, all of the feelings too, all of the things we say
All of the things we do
All of the finding our, all in the higher truth, all to the highest power
Notice and guide us through

All of the things we think, all of the feelings too, all of the things we say
All of the things we do
All of the finding our, all in the higher truth, all to the highest power
Notice and guide us through
All of the things we think, all of the feelings too, all of the things we say
All of the things we do
All of the finding our, all in the higher truth, all to the highest power
Notice and guide us through

Why?
Why is such a baffling question?
The more we ask, the less we grasp the infinite universe
How deep is a thing?
In what direction does it cease, expand, or bring?
Is there a final truth or just temporary insights to be gleaned?
Are we one or two?
Does wholeness dissolve the fragmented view?
If infinity is a truth, then truth must be forever unfolding like the mind of
Youth
How does a seed reveal the tree yet conceal all that it will ever be?
Is the old the new with just a simpler view?
For who can be right while evolution unfolds except for a moment that never
Holds?
Understanding is fiction and the process of experience and knowledge are
Seamless