When True Complexity Is Gained

To the tune of "T'is a Gift to Be Simple"

'Tis a curse to be complex,
'Tis a curse to think too deep,
'Tis a curse to day dream and at night not fall asleep,
And when we find our self in a state of unrest,
It will serve to remind us that simple gifts are best.

When true complexity is gained,
To bow and to bend?, that would cause to much pain,
To think, think, will confirm what life's about,
'Til by thinking, thinking we figure it out.

(everyone join in on the chorus!)