Tell me how this has all come about by chance Tell me that this feeling I get from her eyes is just chemical rush to the head Tell me that we all are a program set by some being or a force Oh but tell me how the slave in the cave can know the shadows on the wall But we'll fight as long as we have breath still in our lungs And we'll wrestle the angel 'till we've made it on our own Oh man in tension A man in tension Tell me that our hearts can all reflect His hands and side Tell me how our words add up to what He did And we'll fight as long as we have breath still in our lungs And we'll wrestle the angel 'till we've made it on our own Oh man in tension A man in tension Still we'll wrestle the angel 'till we've made it on our own Oh man in tension