Try to remember how the journey began
Back in a time when comets pummeled a tumultuous land
More than four billion ago back when our star was new
Around that era something grew in the primordial stew
Earth only just solidified; the seas were green
The orbit of the moon was closer so it filled the scene
Somehow amino acids learned to build protein
Eventually a membrane would come to carry the Gene

And it would try so many different ways of staying alive
From photosynthesis to making shit with multiple eyes
It even fed upon itself to grow its brain in size
The predator began to think and soon it strained to find
an answer to existential philosophical questions
What was the purpose of this fucken natural selection?
She watches out her window as she’s leaving the place
Who knew the Gene would go to live amongst the reaches of space?

We are the Gene, we are born of the stars
We measure and label and classify
We’re part of the dyad of space and thought
The Superorganism

There’s no escape from infinite feedback
Observers are part of what they observe
Energy transmutes through our actions
Perhaps cause and effect co-arise

Across the galaxy, humanity spreads
We’re stronger now because we modified the way that we’re bred
Communicating through the internet installed in our heads
A hive brain - never hateful ‘cause the fear is now dead
We transcended all our primitive emotive reactions
And threw away our notions of isolate actions
This led us all to see we can’t avoid interaction
Defending of the ego just a pointless distraction

After all, how is an individual defined?
The concept relies upon supposed division of minds
Barriers that separate a person from all the rest
A definition really fucken trivial at its best
When you consider all the particles just moving between us
The mirror neurons that make our consciousness seamless
The things you say and do can fucken change the weather
And we could trace the chain reaction back or forward forever

We are Universe, born on a membrane
We conserve all information
We’re part of the dyad of space and thought
The Superorganism

The one can be seen in the all
And the all can be seen in the one
It's likely the future is written
Our consciousness is shared

There’s no distinction between in and out
Yeah the mind couldn’t think in a void
When observers collapse probability
Maybe that would have always occurred

Adrian Incarnate 2013