Perfection

The brain tends to divide between what's yours and what is mine And what it believes to be wrong and right The brain does not seem to know that we all share the same home And existence is a fact it's not a right The land is the land, the sky is the sky, the water belongs to all of us And I can find no reason to mutilate our mother with fences and borders And obsessive thinking, of proving our individuality Yeah, so what can you do when your fellow man, criminalizes your plan For getting by, and the presence of your body means you've acted Irresponsibly, and you've failed to be born before all the world was taken Yeah, and you got nowhere to call home, on a globe, 22,000 miles around And gravity breeds illegality cause it'll always bring you down On someone else's piece of ground The brain seems to think with enough manipulation The brain could be master of the sea, the land, the sky The poor little brain could not seem to realize That no measure of intelligence could ever improve upon The land is the land, the sky is the sky, the water belongs to all of us And I can find no reason to mutilate our mother with fences and borders And obsessive thinking, of proving our individuality Yeah, we can put a man on the moon, but that won't help