Millicow - Cosmic School

★ Intro ★
Yet another election
Is there hope left for the system?
For once I'm interested
Because things are looking different
But a part of me is convinced that
We are all too deep in this shit
And it will fall to its knees eventually
And we will crawl back a couple centuries
Because the popular powers at the top of the tower
Will never topple the tower, or they would all bе devoured
Becausе these problems are ours and we could solve them in hours
If we would stop with the fighting and evolve a bit higher
If we could talk to each other instead of arguing over
Who's left and who's right, who's black and who's white
If we drop those attachments down along with our weapons
We would welcome the light and finally open our eyes

★ Verse 1 ★
Look up, see where we are. Could it be more bizarre?
As we're spinning through the dark in a miracle of art
Such an intricate design, nearly infinite in size
But this planet is an ark. There is nowhere else to park
Now look down at your hands. We are animated sand
Built out of the land. Think about it, I demand
That you contemplate the spectrum from the quantum to the atom
From the compound to the protein to the structure of your coding
Made of adenine and guanine and the cytosine and thymine
In a ladder wrapped up tightly; just an accident or divine seed?
Jam packet into a chromosome inside a cell that it calls home
Multiplied by thirty trillion, that's right, I'll say that again
With a T, thirty trillion, and that's how you build a human
With such a complex system we just cannot make sense of
A thousand different levels, atomic, chemical, cellular
Blood, tissues, and organs, nervous system, hormones
A skeleton of hard bones, and muscle, skin, and cartilage
And keratin, hair follicles, not to mention microbiomes
Electric signals trigger cardiac impulse delivered
And a massive flesh computer we can't reverse engineer
Physical, emotional, mental, psychological
Energetic and spiritual, electrical and chemical
Nutrition, genetics, existence, connection
Division, creation, age and expiration

★ Verse 2 ★
Now triple that figure of cells, thirty trillion
You are a planet for bacteria, that's one hundred trillion
And the flora and the fauna, far too many to discover
And we all consume each other, never-ending fractal cycles
The design is divine; it's a sign in my mind
What a sight for the eyes! To be alive is a prize
We can't hide from the light; we can lie and we can fight
But even that is by design to teach us lessons wrong and right
So with all that in mind, when you look at my eyes
Do you want me to die? Do you identify?
We are all the same light of consciousness alive
Taking this body for a ride, only wanting to feel all right
Yet we're living in the remnants of a false god's influence
Who talked to different nations and created these religions
And pitted them all against; can't get along like this
And the real god was hidden, and we've been lost ever since
This song is my attempt to show you where I've been
In psychedelic trips of cosmic consciousness
Experience compassion, go deep within and tap in
You'll see through all perspectives, you'll feel your body different
You'll breathe the water and live, and see the blood in your skin
You'll feel your past lives within, you'll see god in heaven
You'll even see god in hell, and then you'll shake off the spell
We all grow stronger still; this planet is a cosmic school