the meaning of life
When we picked berries and chewed on bones,
And covered cave walls with lively earth tones,
When we first broke bread with wolves and goats,
A new world was born in our brains, our throats,
After we'd seen the night sky and connected the dots -
Gods lived in the stars, and they loved us lots.
Then some time passed, we changed, as you do,
We came up with steel knives, vaccines, and kung fu,
We phased out horses in lieu of coal and steam,
And we didn't stop there - now our machines
run on pure lightning. We've been to the stars -
They can't nurse life, and don't care about ours.
Some people lost hope, and looked at the ground.
"So that's all there is? That's all we have found?
Just rocks and hot gas? No profound meaning?"
But they missed the point. Guys, we should be beaming,
Just look at the night sky and connect the dots -
The meaning's always been here, in our thoughts!