Fond of yesterday, how it was, when I started
But it's really just the same, with some changes to the process
When I'm on my way, to the end, well I'll always be
I'm the whole of you, and you are only part of me with
Subtle style
I'm a little spiral
When I die, I'll
Just repeat the cycle
Light years, miles, setting planes like tiles
System after system flooding bodies in a messy pile
I don't want a world where I can't see the beauty in
Everything I've learned, so I'll live until my light gives out
I'll make up all these words to describe us to you to me
Chemicals and nets make up the consciousness of everything
Before I know myself, we're a star in the spill of space
After it's all done, we will grow off of our decay
Once, I was a cell with a parody of a brain
Now we've come as one and can warp our space to communicate
Hear a lot of talk but not seeing that much action
Awareness of the whole has made the new animal faction
Our brains afraid of brains when they nitpick their preference
Succumbing to our fears will invoke negative reactions
But what the fuck do I know? I'm only one of you
Have to play your part whether you don't want to or want to
But if you know yourself, you'll know everyone's one of you
Love them like yourself, and we'll become a bigger brain too with
Subtle style
I'm a little spiral
When I die, I'll
Just repeat the cycle
Light years, miles, setting planes like tiles
System after system flooding bodies in a mess it's with my
Quiet style
I'm a little spiral
Live to die to
Make another trial
Cities, full-blown
Now aware of my own
Body after body planning systems for a messy death zone
Crawling in a mess It's a substance not understood
Maybe real to grasp if you grow out rings and rings of your wood
I'm nothing but a plant, eating waves from the atmosphere
Nothing but an ant, eating plants that were already here
But how were I to know consequences were my actions?
The brainpower to know it keeps it going with distractions
So, when will it all end? When the needs weigh out the sources
If I'm not here to see it, is it really that important?
Have a kid and you will see
(Ash to dust, dust to me)
DNA's inside their genes
(Have the chance to redo the past now)
Not like it's our fault now either, we've always done our best
Demons in the suits will rest when the rock has nothing left
So make up your own mind, you can pick a different side
You can help the ones who need it, you can love the ones who see it
You can build up a new world, with the minds that you think do care
When time comes up to topple bullies, everyone will be there with
Subtle style
I'm a little spiral
When I die, I'll
Just repeat the cycle
Light years, miles, setting planes like tiles