Like Socrates I only graze on the slopes Of the summit of my own ignorance Like Hippocrates I can affirm that the method of science Is an appliance that emancipates us from dogma And slant And bias Ah, the seasons are changing The velocities at which we now evolve Mean we got to dissolve unchecked tradition But atrocities go untouched under the guise of culture Committed on another mind another heartbeat Heartbeat Heartbeat I've got a sinking feeling