A man of science
He calculates
He can\'t diverge
He doesn\'t have what it takes
The books they don\'t help him
For every anwser comes a question
A never-ending road
A never-ending venture
The uncertainties scare him
He has to make sure
He tries to gather knowledge
But it\'s all just a blur
Easy answers, for complex topics
Hastly inject a sloppy anwser
How can they not worry?
Their inprecision ? He hates it so purely
He hates it so purely
This has to stop
Learn to learn
These mindless bots
To miss a detail
Is to get it all wrong
Don\'t they understand ?
Don\'t they long ?
Long for knowledge
Long for the whole truth
To uncover the nature of nature
To have inexorable proof
The uncertainties devour him
He must make sure
He graspes knowledge
-But it\'s still just a blur-
He knows to know nothing
That he can\'t dispute
So many variables
He cannot compute
He\'ll learn, in time
He\'ll get to it slow
The truth that truthfully matters
The truth no one knows
To err is to be human
It\'s a fate unkind
We\'ll never know the truth
The curtain we\'ll never unwind
So to be only slightly confused
Is considered good
You have done well
Just as we thought you would
In this grand comos undiscovered
It\'s great to have a small peak
Behind the truth that is a curtain
Leave to us the rest of the burden