The Laboratory of Emotional Alchemy

Apply the heat to the fire,
And the fire to the stone,
When the water hits the flesh,
And the flesh cleaves the bone.
Let us never let the body
Take a body in embrace,
Lest the widow wield the dagger
When you turn away your face.

Take the silver in your fingers,
And the diamond in your eyes,
With the mirror held aloft
To show the person you despise.
And you'll see the simple mystery
Behind the endless loops:
Just a puppet and a puppeteer,
Both jumping through the hoops.

It's an underhanded underclass
That undermines the classic
When a never-ending convoy
Gets enveloped in the traffic.
We're all suffering from sickness,
We're all suffering from love,
We're all stuck down in a context
We can't see from up above.

In this lab, we do the science.
In this lab, we know the rules.
In this place of objectivity,
We sit upon our stools
And perform the calculations.
Then we double-check the facts,
And we generate disclaimers
And we enter into  pacts.

If the heart is always searching
For a place to get its start,
There's an arithmetic sequence
You can see right in the charts.
Smudge the ash against your temple,
And the mud upon your brow,
Cuz you'll have to do your best
To try to be here in the now.