| You say nothing’s changed here since creation
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| I say creation changed nothing
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| Do you believe in all that’s written down?
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| A holy scripture undermines the ground
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| As independent thought is stripped away
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| A heretic is all that’s left in me
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| Can you let me
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| Find my way?
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| I have so much I can’t explain
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| Searching for answers
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| Written in stone
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| Oh please just let me, find resolve
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| I’ve been staring through a window, that never let me see
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| I’ve been trying ever after, to comprehend the sink
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| And the theory of the world now, the deepest time we see
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| The 4.28 billion is locked under my feet
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| I dreamt of something truly groundbreaking
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| Where isles they rise then fall into the sea
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| Where they collide, combined infinitely
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| And they return by heat that sets them free
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| Can you let me
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| Find my way?
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| I have so much I can’t explain
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| Call me a heathen!
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| Send me away!
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| Oh please just let me, find my way
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| The young Earth theme
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| The young Earth theme
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| The holy ghost versus the deep
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| Ignis terra invenire versus petram
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| Oh the catastrophic floods!
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| Cutting chasms out of mud
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| Oh the catastrophic floods!
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| Carving mountains out of dust |