When I sit perfectly fixed and perfectly still, my mind is still walking
and beatingCan it be perfectly fixed and perfectly still? I think I
have finally found my devil, I know himHe's walking and beatingI'm
not surprised at allBut at least now I knowAt least now I knowI know
not to try very hardDon't think I'm ever more than half seriousEven
when I'm passionate it's unimpressive