Genetics

Kinetic typography of Genetics, by Tom Milsom. Music used with the permission of DFTBA records. Other assets created by me, or from public domain sources — including illustrations from Henry Gray’s Anatomy of the Human Body.

I knew our plan was doomed
Right from the start.
The human body’s made of
More than just a heart

And though it seemed
We’d be together for eternity
That’s a long long way away
From how it seems to be to me,

It isn’t right that we should fight
About the way we fit together.
Just another complication
That is standing in our way

And you know I love you so
And even though we’ll make a monster
It’s a beautiful disaster that’s too
Terrible to simply throw away.

Our arteries are red
And our veins remain blue
But even so our damaged
Blood trickles through

It’s true that all
Our relatives died
From the blood that
Trickled round their inside

And so far we’ve lived our lives
Thinking everything was fine
Not thinking of the trouble
Borne inside us at the time

And now we’ve come to find the sum
Is greater than the parts that make it
This hereditary sorrow was
Kept quite through the years

All the grief and the relief
Our parents felt when we were healthy
Newborn babies we don’t get
Because genetics is a science made of tears.