It's possible to be aware of nothing anymore
and let yourself walk freely through the human you adorn
the sky provides for everything to grow and weather all
but people who uproot themselves can never take the fall
I see them lying everywhere, in piles and in droves
collecting like a breath of air inside a cloud of smoke
and every day they breathe their last, as least that's what they say
because of your anatomy you cannot walk away
So here you are a seventh time forgetting who you be
and every single chance you've had to faithfully believe
every single cell in our skeleton is replaced every 7 years