Seeking Something

Will this questioning always be around Did our ancestors ever figure out What all this fuss is about And I wake up half asleep in a fever sometimes Shake the sheets off my legs, give me a minute, I'll be fine Is this design or just a lie And it seems to me we're all out here seeking something Just a slight of hand or a magic show to give it meaning I've seen mountain peaks, hell I've seen it all, and still I'm pleading Are we all just seeking something And I sink into the branch of the tallest longleaf pine A tapestry of questions rolling through my aching mind Is it nature or is it divine And it seems to me we're all out here seeking something Just a picture show or a matinee to keep me believing Put me on your back, let me reach up and touch the ceiling Are we all just seeking something Will this questioning always be around Did our ancestors ever figure out what all this fuss is about