Contemplation

You think that you've seen it all Until your head hits the wall Sophisticated explanations To cover up your desperation And deep inside you know that... Noone knows Happiness don't lie in contemplation I know you might Ask your self what the meaning is It may turn out that its meaningless So what about smiling just like that. In your despair you think that Wisdom comes with grey hair But what if all those greybeards only act as if they knew But the notion helps so I keep repeating it myself Saying "some day, when I'm wise and old" Happiness don't lie in contemplation I know you might Ask your self what the meaning is It may turn out that its meaningless So what about smiling just like that. Philosophers they came and went Some of them claim to understand And if you ask they raise their hands But then again Happiness don't lie in contemplation I know you might Ask your self what the meaning is It may turn out that its meaningless So what about smiling just like that.