I'm Growing Seed in a Haystack I Give It a Splash of Green It's Not the Sun It's Not the Water There's Something More to Make Me Live And I Breed and I Can't Feel But Sap Tears When I'm Cut Off I'm a Living Gnat Mating and Flying We're Two But Seem One Like a Siamese Kind of Thing Or If I Was Propped in to a Mirror And I May Not Even Feel But I Drop Blood Tears, I Stole From Beings Cos' I'm Only Here For Reproduction So That My Coded Information Is Passed On and On And On An I Can Have a Glimpse At Immortality