Above The Waves (Pluripotency)

Bars and cells on filament,
carefully construct ourselves.
Soon, when I can't lift my faith,
how will you stay above the waves?

We are the cavemen
in the Garden of Eden.
Frail, fucked up, fossils-
obsolete and useless.
Now that we design our days,
how will you stay above the waves?

I'll take a plane, escape from my fate.
Crash on an island far away.
I'll be warm and safe in the next stage.
I'll make a fire and signal a flare,
and I'll sit and wait for you there..
And I'll look for you above the waves.