You can look low and you can look high,
I promise you one thing that you will not find.
There's no need for you to persist –
Perfection only exists in the mind.
Perfection does not exist.
It's broken men and then they died.
I swear to you one thing you will not hold,
Consisting of thoughts that fly –
Perfection only exists in the mind.
Perfection does not exist.
Euclid's perfect shapes lie there,
And you lie there in your rind.
You disappear when I open my eyes –
Perfection only exists in the mind.
Perfection does not exist.
Perfection does not exist.