The Origin Of Species
Guess it's quite hard to believe
That we all come from the same seed
The scrub, the cockroach, and the human being
It's hard to see
How the perfection of complex organs
Was achieved without an engineer
But all you see, is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is
A firm slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye
And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye
But all you see, is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is
A firm slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
Our brains are accustomed
To the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see
How the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill
There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution
And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye
That we all come from the same seed
The scrub, the cockroach, and the human being
It's hard to see
How the perfection of complex organs
Was achieved without an engineer
But all you see, is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is
A firm slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye
And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye
But all you see, is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is
A firm slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
Our brains are accustomed
To the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see
How the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill
There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution
And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye
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Writer(s): Robin Staps
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