Her mind's a beautiful mess Bundles of nerves pathways of stress Neuronic implosions she's got no rest You find her strange like she's compressed Ready to blow if she hits a crest So you slice her open run some tests Find her crazy as expected unless She's actually unbelievably blessed With the capacity to think and process Beyond all the pomp and dress And elevate herself with finesse Above that which is meaningless
v e i n s s p l i t d e n d r i t i c a l l y hands open into lineal branches inside flowing animal waterways carry Life to further reaches of time
Evolution, or how us silly animals have continued life on this crazy rock hurtling through space at a bajillion lightyears per shutting eyelid, is quite an intense, one big happy family tree. Like veins, our **** times carry life along the river Present. We're frisky little blood cells, but eventually we run outta oxygen. So we swoop around the sun like a shooting star around a heart and return to the Source to get filled up again.