There is a question, whose time has not yet come.
There is an answer waiting, that shall never be known.

There is a solution, but it’s not known.
There is an answer but it’s not found.
There is a question, yet to be asked.
There is a lie, always being told.
There is an order, waiting to be given,
There is a debt, which never shall be paid.
There is lost soul, who’ll never be saved.
There is a spirit, just waiting to be freed.
There is a surplus somewhere, and a desperate human need.

There is a question, whose time has not yet come.
There is an answer waiting, that shall never be known.