Meat

When you're working
 When you're sleeping
 When you're making love
 You know that down
 Underneath it all
 You're avoiding one
 Devastating thought:
 You're made of meat
 And every day
 Another piece
 Starts to decay
 You remember when
 You were six years old
 And you cut your thumb
 So vividly
 You forgot the pain
 But you retained the shock
 Of when you recognized
 You're made of meat
 And every day
 Another piece
 Falls to decay
 You have no say
 You're only meat
 You're resisting it
 Not controlling it
 You console yourself
 By thinking, "It's
 Not as bad as it
 Might have been if you
 Hadn't tried so hard"
 You're made of meat
 And day by day
 And piece by piece
 You will decay
 Until you say
 Farewell to meat
 You hope and pray
 You're more than meat
 You'll fly away
 You'll fly away
 So it's okay
 But you're only meat
 I'm sorry