to those consumed in mysticism/ or book worms who need exact definitions/
finding answers to the age old questions - thats the mission/
but the kids in school are missing tools for abstract thought to make decisions/
remission from the time before the inquisition, when Spanish forced the popes religion/
before the first eclipse was viewed by telescope with scientific proof, eliminating superstition/
when we look up in the sky, do we still ask the question why?/ or wonder where our soul goes when we die?/
rarely we philosophize, lay outside and look inside our minds for what lies behind the rhymes/
disguised as simple eyes, the windows to our souls are grimy so we cant see just anybody/
bloody wars when we should all be buddy's/ as the world turns why's it turned so ugly?/
its our turn to turn the key, unlock our true biology/
open up our cells, be free/its natural to live naturally/