Lyrics Sonnet to Science - Dirt Poor Robins

What's in the middle of the world?
Does anybody know? Has anybody been there?
Hell no, I never want to go
So come on, dig your hole anywhere but here
We all are living with the sun burning above us
I wonder, when will everyone fall in love?
What's in the center of a man?
Can we ever understand all that he is made of?
Look now, the words are falling out his mouth
You hear him shout about everything he's done
We all are living with the sun burning above us
I wonder, when will everyone fall in love?
Why the kill the poet's heart with all this mathematic talk
And dry the muse into a distant star?
Vulture who draws his wings to spread his dull realities
And circle hope until it breathes no more

So the war goes on, it never ends
Like a record it spins 'round and 'round, and again
Choosing our enemies and friends
And we do it again, and again, and again
So the war goes on, it never ends
Like a record it spins 'round and 'round, and again
Choosing our enemies and friends
And we do it again, and again, and again, and again
Oh, again
Oh, again
Oh, and again
Oh, again and again and again and again