Microcosm

It's no surprise
Human life holds mysteries
That [?] for human minds
And the answers lie
Not beneath the oceans or the skies

Introspection is the final evolutionary step
Before you die
And grasp the tiny microcosm
You realize
Losing you and I
I, I, I

And do the bravest sailors sleep
At the bottom of the ocean deeps?
Though the greatest minds decay
At unprecedented rates

All the true loves of our lives
Destined to prematurely die
Will you pray the sailors
Please sing with me