Part I: Freak accident

Out of none came all
Quite convenient mindbender
All we’ll see, feel and love
All you’ll sentence to the blender

From light dark
From wet dry
From living dead
From land sky

The universe is everything
Or maybe there’s two, who knows
The world is somewhat constant
Our perceptions of it that comes and goes

Part II: Genesis

Closer, closer, closer still
Something’s moving in this pit
How did it come to be?
There’ll be billions of it in a bit

Feed, grow, duplicate, repeat
A suddenly busy terran sea
Increasing complexity
Ferns reaching for the sky freely

Subtle little changes
Fins, eyes, bigger brain
Mutation across generations
Legs as to only get wet by rain

Part III: Big Teeth

So you wanna survive selection?
Grow teeth, grow claws, grow stronger legs
Eat whatever vermin
Outrun tyrannosaurus rex

Haven in the treetops
Stalk your imbecile prey
Keep your young warm
Live another day

Still around as they petrify
Adapting to icy weather
Monkeys tracking mammoths
In fur, felt and leather

Part IV: Mind over matter?

Let’s stay here a little while
A couple of generations or so
We’ve got fire, we’ve got goats
We’ve got hemp and food to grow

Some sticks and you’ve got a house
Some more a picket fence
More offspring survive
Future starting to make a little sense

It’s us or them I guess
Axes, swords and arrows
No reason not to fight
Brown and blue eyes narrow

Part V: Bipods with iPods

God died and we’re quite dandy
Claimed Everest, Moon, even life
Machines no bigger than a speck
Botox for my future wife

Good music and good wine
Fine life, credit card might 
Elsewhere they’re less fortunate
Prey to consumptions flipside

The view from my hotel room
Skyscrapers and tiny tiny men
The world at my remote clutching fingertips
‘Till the nightmare ridden sleep takes me again

Part VI: We had a good run…

Up it goes, down it falls
Gravity, we off all should know
Don’t think too much of it
It’s as easy as going with the flow

Vines covering the million dollar estates
Elk grazing on Main Street
Men wandering aimlessly
Not knowing why they bleed

Tales of electric lighting
At the late night campfire
Death visible once again
Children born out of desire

Part VII: Ending

The universe itself
Someday unable to sustain matter
Our remains to be photons
Reality to shatter

But what’s this knowledge to me?
A stroke could end everything
Morality a choice, really
Let’s just let freedom ring

Stars, asteroids and galaxies
And all we’ll never know
Gone like Kafka to the shredder
Eaten like march eats the snow