In every breath, we recycle the oxygen we need
It's ever moving, ever creating yet again, again
Every breath taken has been inside other lungs
This breath in Plato and this breath in Aristotle
We breathe and share, not knowing or noticing
Who we share the world with, we have a way
The breath is more than an act, but a response
The perfect system shares all mutual benefits
Then as we die, we will again become miracles
Entering a complex system just as machinery
Then we feed the hungry bacteria and worms
We make certain that we reenter the world
Others will surely live again and will know
The world and system are miraculously good
Without them we'd never understand the call
To learn more and then to believe our destiny
Is more than to live, eat, sleep, and reproduce
We have a purpose, one that we had to find
And now, as we step forward, and we act
It's ever moving, ever creating yet again, again
Every breath taken has been inside other lungs
This breath in Plato and this breath in Aristotle
We breathe and share, not knowing or noticing
Who we share the world with, we have a way
The breath is more than an act, but a response
The perfect system shares all mutual benefits
Then as we die, we will again become miracles
Entering a complex system just as machinery
Then we feed the hungry bacteria and worms
We make certain that we reenter the world
Others will surely live again and will know
The world and system are miraculously good
Without them we'd never understand the call
To learn more and then to believe our destiny
Is more than to live, eat, sleep, and reproduce
We have a purpose, one that we had to find
And now, as we step forward, and we act
