we are contemplative we have inquired why governed by discoveries though they re so contrived so now the world is filled with lies i was cast out when i denied we may as well take the ice nine in the cradle will you be happy with your purpose told as the string is perceived in the cradle i can t be happy with my x unfurled it means nothing to me in a wild delusion you re still drawn to me we are so familiar yet i don t believe so we will not see eye to eye though we ve been quite compelled to try at its worst i hoped i d die in the cradle will you be happy with your purpose told as the string is perceived in the cradle i can t be happy with my x unfurled it means nothing to me in the cradle will you be happy with your purpose told as the string is perceived in the cradle i can t be happy with my x unfurled it means nothing to me