Bad Religion - Finite

In a quantity of light You can search for all of your life But it's finite From a sudden burst of sound The recoil may never be found It is finite On and on, on and on But impervious to calculation On and on It's impervious to calculation Woah, just how far it goes Nobody knows In the peaceful warm embrace The intention shows on your face But it's finite From the hate that spurs us on To the meek and gullible pawn It is finite On and on, on and on It's impervious to calculation On and on But impervious to calculation Woah, just how far it goes Where the lightning sparked a flash When precisely did it pass All delusions went away As with all the shades of gray Now i'm left with faulty tools And a hazy set of rules And brand new day In the turbulent conscious stream The unbearable lightness of being It is finite From the universal mass Constant matters coming to pass It is finite On and on, on and on But impervious to calculation On and on It's impervious to calculation Woah, just how far it goes Nobody knows No one knows Woah, no one knows No one knows