I've had 24 years to try to sort this out But I don't have the faintest to what it's all about No answers emerge from my spinning doubt But the questions still remain I must go through this again Stumble through life with this flat affect They keep giving me pills saying that would help Changing the combinations hoping to change myself But that someone that I knew He's always breaking through So it's taking all my motivation just to look motivated And it's getting frustrating to always feel so frustrated As my mind traces back to when we last congregated And to how alone I felt But these are the hands that we were dealt And even those moments shining so radiant That they slice right through the expected gradient With a joy so profound they call it brilliant The first thing I can do Is turn to share this with you To see no one to turn to