You can't force it, you can't cause it You can't make it happen just because you want it You can't shape it out of dust Metal can't be made of rust Thoughts: you can't trust them, though you must Allow your mind to be open, left unproven Fledgling still nested, conscience untested A moment arrested, and as for the rest, that's anyone's guess Switch to distraction, excuse the inaction The moment has passed, leaving only A lingering sense of dissatisfaction Life goes on, the world keeps turning And all you learn is, of that burning desire To start a fire without a spark, Prospects are stark, and for now The light remains dark.