We've got our reasons for most things we do,
We could surely rationalise them through.
A false ring of confidence
Would characterise us true -
Oh, we're deep in the unconscious life
Asleep in the unconscious life,
Peeping through unconscious eyes.
Beyond all normal pain and pleasure
We should treasure,
Treasure the unconscious,
Treasure the unconscious life.
I'm not in command,
I'm out of control,
I am the Ship's Boy of my soul....
The Unconscious Life by Peter Hammill