In the context of mind,
When even if you entered another,
You couldn't tell the line,
Of when you crossed from your own real'ty,
'Cause all you ever know,
Is what you're experiencing right now,
The only data by which you've to go?
Like anything true Faith is required,
The only route outside,
The only way to gain a deeper look,
At life before you die.
And where to place,
This most precious virtue?
It must be with someone who understands,
The presuppositions that define you.