Who Are You

The science is cold Roughly one half or three quarters we're told Communion is old But what makes a community whole? So much is invisible to me So much I may not ever see Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? The science is cool Twenty-three percent as a general rule Generations pretend Shut our eyes and hold our breath till it ends Oh, my thoughts are not my own But born of trauma deep in cellular stone And who are you? Who are you? You Who are you? Who are you? The science is cold The science is cold (It's okay, it's okay, all you gotta do is pay attention)