We're made up of soil with our feet of clay
Hoping to see the light of day
What flows from the heart comes back again
Through arteries and veins
There's oxygen required or the brain will lie
There's no place to hide from what's going on inside
Here comes the blood supply!
We're made up of stars with our feet of clay
Spinning around the milky way
Pulling up the weeds
Searching for the root
You gotta have a base to taste the fruit
The nutrients we need
Are buried underground
