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