A boy on the table
A mannequin
For the study of medicine
The clinical air so thick
Who could ever breathe here
And there he goes followed by his class
Ready for
Ready for the body scan
Way too calm
For an absurd moment
The physical heart
Just there
A pumping muscle
No feelings put on it
It's no symbol
No symbol
Those tender conversations
We never had
Forever we escape them
Some kind of pact
Without a handshake
No agreement
When it comes to my physical heart
All the facts you lay out
I must say you do well
I could almost cry
The physical heart
So pure
A doctor's puzzle
Nature's belonging
It's no symbol
No symbol
Boy can't you see
Right there on a screen
Right there
The physical heart
You say that mine is healthy
If that's what you call it
Still no symbol
No symbol
The physical heart
Just there as a pumping muscle
No feelings put on it
It's no symbol
No symbol
Boy can't you see
Right there on a screen
Can't you see
Right there