Trophy Eyes - Chemical lyrics

Break it down to an inside voice The one that speaks the loudest always knows the least We know the speed of light But not the speed of thought. - Is it chemical or miracle each time we talk? What is a minute but a man made name? Given to the emptiness and infinite space To comprehend the time between asleep and awake And read it on our graves As a dash between the dates We're so afraid Of the limits we've made If love is just a chemical reaction Why is d**h so different?