S.c.i.e.n.c.e.

Imagine your brain as a Canister filled with ink Yeah, now think of your body As the pen where the ink resides Fuse the two, kapow What are you now? You're the human magic marker Won't you please...

I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe In a moment or two I realize That this sphere upon which I reside Is asleep upon its feet Should I go back to sleep? I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe In a moment or two I...