"Six Degrees"
We crawled out of the ocean
Now we walk up in the sky
We burn the time and pressure
We live from what has died
But six degrees could bring us to our knees
My hands are emotion
My brain of gravity
These hands were industrious
Now life is industry
And six degrees could bring us to our knees
I put my hands in the earth
I put my hands in the sky
If wee put these hands together
We might make it out alive
But six degrees could bring us to our knees
Can't feel the fever as it floats in on the breeze
But six degrees could bring us to our knees