Electronic mind experiments are being done
Synthetic soul could we manufacture one
Dr. John Scott thinks he's found the way
He'll create a soul someday
Pain love and hate coursing through his copper cords
Morality emotion in a circuit board
Dr. Scott sets his creation free
A living robot he named LEE
A complex set of right and wrong
Won't help LEE feel he belongs
Sometimes it's hard to explain
But LEE feels just in his disdain
Sometimes at night LEE will dream the strangest things
A puppet in space a pair of scissors cuts his strings
And the empty void he travels through
God don't take the bolts and screws
At least that's what he heard them say
But was he programmed to decay
LEE feels pain computes no cause
Silently machine withdraws
LEE feels a sensation trigger
Something deep inside
He feels the urge to cry
But knows he couldn't if he tried
He heads back to the lab
And he extinguishes the light
Can't force the will to live
Despite computer program's might
He won't be haunted
By his dreams tonight
In passing days Dr. Scott examines LEE
No sign of error electric or mechanically
Conclusion rests on an anomaly
But in silent prayer he offers an apology