Finite

In a quantity of light
 You can search for all of your life, but it's finite (finite)
 From a sudden burst of sound
 The recoil may never be found, it is finite (finite, but incalculable)
 On and on, on and on
 But impervious to calculation
 On and on, it's impervious to calculation
 Whoa, just how far it goes, nobody knows
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 In the peaceful warm embrace
 The intention shows on your face, but it's finite (finite)
 From the hate that spurs us on
 To the meek and gullible pawn, it is finite (finite, but incalculable)
 On and on, on and on
 It's impervious to calculation
 On and on, but's impervious to calculation
 Whoa, just how far it goes
 Where the lightning sparked a flash
 When precisely did it pass?
 All delusions went away, as with all the shades of gray
 Now I'm left with faulty tools
 And a hazy set of rules, and a brand-new day
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 In the turbulent conscious stream
 The unbearable lightness of being, and it's finite (finite)
 From the universal mass
 Constant matters coming to pass, it is finite
 On and on, on and on
 But impervious to calculation
 On and on, it's impervious to calculation
 Whoa, just how far it goes, nobody knows
 No one knows
 Whoa, no one knows
 No one knows