We've got minds behind our eyes Looking out at ourselves Things that grow out of the ground Must some day believe they're real Each little cog just sticks to the next How can it be that they're alive? This clever twist, this pyramid scheme Has got you in a double bind Out of nothing, making something like yourself Making patterns like a galaxy of cells If these interactions or these consequences don't Approximate it quite to make some kind of soul We have a contract yes we have each others backs We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart Until the world gets tired of looking at itself We have a place, a fighting chance While the chemicals keep up their dance While our roots are digging deep Trying to suck the whole place dry Out of nothing, making something like yourself Making patterns like a galaxy of cells If these interactions or these consequences don't Approximate it quite to make some kind of soul We have a contract yes we have each others backs We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart