IT

It is, It is, It is, I say
Can't you see it's the only way
to think of thought
and end up caught
within this game we play?

It is, I tell you
Is indeed
So plain to see this burning need
encapsulate
in flesh create
the method to be freed

It is, It is, It is 
for real
What you sought would not congeal
Movement constant
Knowledge nonsense
Controlled by how you feel

It, It
It is It
Inside the flames are seldom lit
to understand
this Dream we planned
but only for a bit

It is I
It is We
together in this entropy
Connected by electric dots
Imagined by the Empty Naught

It is birth
It is death
It is hunger
It is breath
It is dreaming
It is touching
But most of all
It's more than Something