I am a chemical reaction
To a practical solution
And I am trapped out in the middle
Of a lake of my pollution
Sometimes it seems nothing will do
Directionless, untried and true
Some things appear out of the blue
Directionless, so what, untried and true
This is a registered denial
Of a toxic situation
But I have really grown to cherish
All of my vile habituations
Sometimes it seems nothing will do
Directionless, so what, untried and true
Some things appear out of the blue
Directionless, untried and true
This is a permanent example
Of a passing fascination
And I am trying hard to swallow
All of the beautiful information
Sometimes it seems nothing will do
Directionless, so what, untried and true
Some things appear out of the blue
Directionless, untried and true
