"Six Degrees" We crawled out of the ocean Now we walk up in the sky We burn the time and pressure We live from what has died But six degrees could bring us to our knees My hands are emotion My brain of gravity These hands were industrious Now life is industry And six degrees could bring us to our knees I put my hands in the earth I put my hands in the sky If wee put these hands together We might make it out alive But six degrees could bring us to our knees Can't feel the fever as it floats in on the breeze But six degrees could bring us to our knees