The medium is still up in the air
We haven’t reached the question of skill
The issue at hand is fundamental
Causing a commotion inside of me
It baffles me every single day
The answer’s there, but it teases me
I’ve tried to learn from the masters
But I want to make something new
Can you solve the riddle of the artist?
The enigma that stood the test of time
If you search deep down within your soul
You might find something worth passing on
I look left, and I look right
And I wonder which way is wrong
Am I beginning to see a pattern?
Or was it all a mistake after all?
Am I the only one with this problem?
Is there something that I just can’t see?
Can you show me the secret to the impasse?
Could it be that you’re as stumped as I am?
Is it a paradox?
Or is it a puzzle?
Is there a balance?
Or is there cohesion?
Am I just trying too hard?
Am I not trying hard enough?
If I only had the answer
I’d know just what to do