Reasons
Does there have to be a reason
For every single act,
Does there have to be a reason
For every single fact
I want to climb that mountain
Just because it’s there,
I want to walk instead of ride,
Even though I’ve got the fare
And I’ve never heard a dead man talk,
But I know we never die,
And I’ve never seen a flying saucer,
But I know they’re in the sky
And I want to believe the day will come,
When we’ll be a race of tan,
With no one black and no one white,
Just one big happy clan
And there really is a reason
For these things which I impart,
Nothing you can see or hear,