Body - Absurd Minds

It is the central figure in the dreaming of the world

There is no dream without it It doesn’t exist without the dream

In which it acts as if it were a person

To be seen and be believed

Born into the world outside

It lives a little while and dies

Losing the form, 'cause it’s worn

Flesh decomposes

It won’t believe there was a time

When it knew nothing of itself

Born into the world outside

It lives a little while and dies

The dreaming of the world takes many forms

Because the body seeks in many ways to prove it is real

The searching for the truth takes many forms

Because the body feels in many ways this world is not real

Find yourself

The dream has but on purpose taught in many ways

But the son of God remembered not to laugh

He thinks he is the dream and not the dreamer

Pain demonstrates it must be real

It is a loud, sepulchral voice compelling your attention

Its purpose is the same as pleasure

'Cause they both are means

To make the body real

It’s a law that you can feel