I can't conceive
The nucleus of all
Begins inside
A tiny seed
And what we see
As insignificant
Provides the cure
And stare we pray
But who am I to doubt
Or question the inevitable
Be
For these
Are the

But a few
Discoveries
We find inside
The secret life of man
A species
Smaller
Than the eye can see
Or larger than
Most living things
And yet
We take
From it without consent
Our shelter food
A bill of men
But who am I to doubt
Or question the inevitable
Be
For these are but
A few decisions
We take from it
We find inside
The secret life of man
But far too many
Give them in return
A strong control on a burn
As if in a hang
But if you ask yourself
Where would you be
Without them you will find
If you would not
And some believe
Antennas are the leaves
That span beyond our galaxy
They've been
They are
And probably will be
Who are the mediocrity
But who am I to doubt
Or question the inevitable
Be
For these are but
A few discoveries
We find inside the heart of man

We find inside the secret life of man
For these are but
A few discoveries
We find inside the secret life of man
For these are but
Oh, oh, oh, oh.