In 325, the Council devised a set of sacred testaments, transparent and wise The truth is only ever relied on that which we agree and abide At the meeting of the minds Reading of the times Open the blinds To our complicated lives We all need some kind of creed to lead us to light
In old Tennessee, the last century All scopes were fixed on legal tricks and whether or not we should teach kids natural philosophy, despite uncomfortable verity
At the meeting of the minds Reading of the times Open the blinds To our complicated lives We all need some kind of creed to lead us to light.
There's a beacon that shines in the night, a dark pitch though it may be And the halcyon fields of opportunity turn out to be consensual and arbitrary
Today on my ride I witnessed a guy complaining about how a so-and-so had lied No longer will the market decide what the government should provide
At the meeting of the minds Reading of the times Open the blinds To our complicated lives We all need some kind of creed to lead us to light