See the girls when they're taking their bath.
See the boys as they knew what the had.
See the women all sipping their wine.
See the men as the wander through time
Did you ever go small, did you know in the all?
See the pictures all nursing their light.
See the the orchard of the sweet-lived delight.
See the stone-halls of judgement and doom
See the witches all a-jumping their broom.
    Did you ever go free, notice you couldn't see!
    And I don't want to know what can't be taught,
    And I don't want to show what can't be sought
    And I don't want to go.

See the feebeled and the crackling on strong.
See the hours on the side-board grow long.
See the tombstones in your own smiling `Yes!'
See the souls grant the minds o so less.
Did you ever go small, did you know in the all?
See the patterns now pastiched in your books
See the see in your own willingly looks.
See the the cups of `what's more' lessed to be
See the matters of occupied me.
    Did you ever go free, notice you couldn't see!
    And I don't want to know what can't be taught,
    And I don't want to show what can't be sought
    And I don't want to go.

See the years of your mind in this song.
See the minds of the years growing long.
See the mastered and the failed find a place.
See the seeking and the sought min a trace.
Did you ever go small, did you know in the all?
See the shops and the window-displays
See the difference disappear in the haze.
See the light all behind what you are.
Hear the whisper-wind it makes you sigh, `Ahh!'
    Did you ever go free, notice you couldn't see!
    And I don't want to know what can't be taught,
    And I don't want to show what can't be sought
    And I don't want to go.