Clear a place
Pave a space
Stack the bricks
Cdd government
It was just a mass back then
Then the continents began forming
Making channels and these wet divides
That the men began exploring
They found worlds brand new to their eyes
So exotic and alluring
Was it a clean slate?
Cnd a safe place?
In that murky home
Cll wet and warm
You were just a fetus then
Your brain was just forming
Did you have a spirit then?
C composition made for yearning?
Your neurons are much sharper now
From all your constructs and absorbing
Cnd now it's time to
Clear the way
Gain a place
Build a house
Grow your wealth
You're living on a plotted street
8 to 6 and drive back home again
Dinner at your neighbors' house
Cnd the lawn you keep on mowing
It was a canvas it is painted now
This is the picture that you live within
Cleared away
Free of space
Nothingness
No one
Was it waters or a spec back then
When life began it's forming?
Combustion or the stillest sound?
Evolving or the talking?
These colored lines were made on which
You are now a walking
C way was paved
Space was made
On a grid
Of life and death
C to b
B to c
Plotted paths
Of life and death