Intellectual Reference Point Restoration
Read it in the books, in the crannies and the nooks, there are books to read.
Is the truth really there? Or is it right under our hair? For all we know it’s been there all the time.
Circle in the sand, round and round, never ending love is what we’ve found.
We’re on a road to nowhere. Come on inside. Takin’ that ride to nowhere. We’ll take that ride.
Let it be known, there is a fountain, that was not made by the hands of men.