I am a chemical reaction

To a practical solution

And I am trapped out in the middle

Of a lake of my pollution



Sometimes it seems nothing will do

Directionless, untried and true

Some things appear out of the blue

Directionless, so what, untried and true



This is a registered denial

Of a toxic situation

But I have really grown to cherish

All of my vile habituations



Sometimes it seems nothing will do

Directionless, so what, untried and true

Some things appear out of the blue

Directionless, untried and true



This is a permanent example

Of a passing fascination

And I am trying hard to swallow

All of the beautiful information



Sometimes it seems nothing will do

Directionless, so what, untried and true

Some things appear out of the blue

Directionless, untried and true