The Seeker

I looked under chairs

I looked under tables

I try to find the key

To fifty million fables

They call me the seeker

I've been searchin' 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 asked Timothy Leary

But he couldn't help me, either

They call me the seeker

I've been searchin' 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 wanna shake my hand

Focusin' on nowhere

Investigatin' miles

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

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

'Till the day I die

I 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 got values, but I don't know how or why

I'm lookin' for me

You're lookin' for you

We're lookin' at each other

And we don't know what to do

They call me the seeker

I've been searchin' low and high

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

'Till the day I die