These rocks will never know The joy of being consumed by anything Worth remembering Yeah, yeah, yeah When in our hearts we go Spelunking into caverns of dark reckoning What gives us causes a scene Yeah, yeah, yeah About all them things that rocks could never know All of the hate, the joy, and the sorrow, oh, oh, oh As we kill yesterday and we crucify tomorrow Doing all them things that rocks could never know Yeah, yeah, yeah Here's something you won't see A tree obsessed with being much of anything Trees are just happening Yeah, yeah, yeah You never hear one scream Protesting lumberjacks with axes glistening Trees are not listening No, no, no To all them things that rocks could never know All of the hate, the joy, and the sorrow, oh, oh, oh As we kill yesterday and we crucify tomorrow Doing all them things that rocks could never know Yeah, yeah, yeah So, soap of the soul, sow all the seeds that rocks could never know Just to know, know all the things that rocks could never sow Rocks the soul, know all the seeds that rocks could never know Rocks could never know Rocks could never know Rocks could never know Rocks could never know