You get into my head,
You may dig and dig,
Trace every synapse,
Examine every cell,
Probe my gray matter,
Prod both lobes of my brain,
You can even take control
Of my motor functions--
And all this may be mapped,
Yet still you cannot find
Just which cell is it
Which knows me as myself?
You cannot locate my mind,
And you can't find my will--
Thus your science concludes
That I must not exist.