Ponders human existence. |
From who knows to who knows and back again From Pluto to black snow on stacks of men The swirling of masses made us alive Now we're swirling and twirling into a nosedive Where did it start? first of all who's askin'? A human you say? well take off the mask then A human's not a human, a human's a mind A mind tied to a body with a spinal bind The mask now removed, the body discarded We're all just our thoughts, but when are thoughts started? The body isn't the mind, senses aren't intellect So the start isn't birth, and we're alive when we're dead The chicken or the egg first? my vote's on the hatch. Verbs not nouns, the strike is what lights the match So with no way of knowing how the world was composed The story of existence starts with 'who knows?' From who knows to who knows and back again From pluto to black snow on stacks of men The swirling of masses made us alive Now we're swirling and twirling into a nosedive With the means to blow up the world seven times The human race teeters on its leaders’ minds Will we change the way we are, as time progresses? Will future generations clean up or slip in our messes? Will god come and do the revelations 21:4 bit? Will a raging supernova smack the earth out of orbit? All predictions are faulty, Nostrodamus to Doppler So I won’t make a potion from the leaves of the poplar I won’t grab time’s hands and examine their palms Or try to use Earth as a giant crystal ball With nothing to tell us how we’ll all decompose The story of existence ends with ‘who knows?’ |