| I’ve been in search of stones |
| Making up the pavement of less-travelled roads |
| Mining for treasure deep in my bones |
| That I never find |
| Went looking for reverence |
| Tried to find it in a bottle |
| And came back again |
| High on a hash pipe of good intent |
| But it only brought me down |
| Tried institutions of the mind and soul |
| It only taught me what I should not know |
| Oh and the answer well who would have guessed |
| Could be something as simple as this |
| Something as simple as this |
| Travelled to each ocean’s end |
| Saw all seven wonders, trying to make some sense |
| Memorised the mantra Confucius said |
| But it only let me down. |
| Tried absolution of the mind and soul |
| It only led me where I should not go |
| Oh and the answer well how could I miss |
| Something as simple as this |
| Something as simple as this |
| I’ve been falling, crashing, breaking |
| All the while you were stood here waiting |
| For me girl |
| Tried liberation of my own free will |
| But it left me looking to get higher still. |
| Oh and the answer well who would have guessed |
| Could be something as simple as this |
| God knows how I could have missed |
| Something as simple as this |