Has it occured to you that this is all you've ever had

A world created by perception?

Have you yet thoguht it through the things you see as good and bad

are nothing more than learned projections, recollections from your childhood



We're thinking so high

And we're guessing the answers are somewhere we can find

As the seasons go by

And asking brings more questions

Questions bring more light



Is all we ever do determined by what You've forseen?

Are we bound by predestination?

Are You becoming who we've all assumed You've always been?

Are You bound by Your own creation or the nations of philosophers?



We're thinking so high

And we're guessing the answers are somewhere we can find

As the seasons go by

And asking brings more questions

Questions bring more light



As we look up and wonder

As we see Jesus, God's reply

We find the answers in the Son

But that don't end the questions

It gives them meaning, gives them light

I won't stop asking till the kingdom has come



A question's all we've ever had