The Seeker

Oliver had a dream
 He dreamt that all made sense
 Everything was very very logical
 He dreamt of birds and butterflies
 Of dimensions in a stern structure
 And time as the only truth
 Oliver had a dream
 Everything was very very logical
 And time as the only truth
 Mislead and blinded
 By his logic
 Caught in a labyrinth of time
 Neglecting speculations
 Neglecting timeless existence
 Oh what a fool he is
 Answers so near
 Understanding so far away
 Oliver was so sure
 That everything needs proof
 To be true to be true
 Oliver thinks himself always right
 But what can his opinion change?
 I'm so small he thinks
 But Oliver when a small stone is thrown
 Into a quite lake
 The whole sea is moved
 Oh Oliver
 There are so many of your kind
 Too many of your kind