Overthinking, overanalyzing separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion
Angels on the sideline Puzzled and amused Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys Where there's one, you're bound to divide it Right in two Angels on the sideline Baffled and confused Father blessed them all with reason And this is what they choose?