The Seeker

I looked under chairs
I looked under tables
I tried to find the key
In the fifty million fables
They call me the seeker
I've been searching low and hard
I ain't gonna get what I'm after
'Til the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked the Beatles
I asked Timothée Lévy
And he couldn't help me either
They call me the seeker
I've been searching low and hard
I ain't gonna get what I'm after
'Til the day I die
People tend to hate me
Because I never smile
So I ran inside their homes
And water shaved my head
People they don't know where
To investigate my
I'm a seeker and I'm a really desperate friend
I ain't gonna get what I'm after
'Til the day I die
I've learned how to raise
My voice in anger
And the look in my face
Ain't just a smile
I'm happy when life's good
And when it's bad I cry
And my burden's what I don't know
How or why
I'm looking at me
You're looking at you
We're looking at each other
And we don't know what to do
They call me the seeker
I've been searching low and hard
I ain't gonna get what I'm after
'Til the day I die