When you're working When you're sleeping When you're making love You know that down Underneath it all You're avoiding one Devastating thought: You're made of meat And every day Another piece Starts to decay You remember when You were six years old And you cut your thumb So vividly You forgot the pain But you retained the shock Of when you recognized You're made of meat And every day Another piece Falls to decay You have no say You're only meat You're resisting it Not controlling it You console yourself By thinking, "It's Not as bad as it Might have been if you Hadn't tried so hard" You're made of meat And day by day And piece by piece You will decay Until you say Farewell to meat You hope and pray You're more than meat You'll fly away You'll fly away So it's okay But you're only meat I'm sorry