The seasons aren't the weather
It doesn't save the date
But, people like to give things names
People are so clever
That the brain made it's own name
None of the other great apes have done the same
I'll follow in the footsteps of my family
And retrace my DNA
To Australia from Europe
Or from Africa to outer-space
The map is not the territory
The destination is not the way
Oh man, we're making history
But our history is man-made
Watch your language
I'm afraid to say
That we're caught between a sandwich
Of our nature and culture it created
But, it's safe to say
That if we're caught between a sandwich
You could be take-away or gourmet
The seasons aren't the weather
Like people aren't their names
Preceded by it's reputation
Sometimes the summer-sun shines on winter's rain
And, people aren't that clever when nature misbehaves
'Cause freedom is a measurement that get's taken as it's changed
So, watch your language
I'm afraid to say
That we're caught between a sandwich
Of our nature and the culture it created
I'll reframe the phrase
If you're caught between a sandwich
You are a flavour
Have some taste