| I can see the world in evolution |
| Tide and season turning |
| And I know that in our evolution |
| We are surely learning |
| And the history of where we've traveled |
| Clues us where we're going |
| But the mystery remains unraveled |
| There's no way of knowing |
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| Where are we now? |
| Where should we be? |
| Where is the doorway? |
| When will we see? |
| Where are we now? |
| Send down the keeper of the key |
| Tell me, where are we now? |
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| On this tiny, overcrowded planet |
| We feel so abandoned |
| Are we born of an explosion? |
| Can it be by chance, so randomed? |
| Though I hear great men of science saying |
| God's our own creation |
| Still, I hope some soul might hear me praying |
| In my isolation |
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| Where are we now? |
| Where should we be? |
| Where is the doorway? |
| When will we see? |
| Where are we now? |
| Send down the keeper of the key |
| Tell us, where are we now? |
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| When will we ever turn the page? |
| When will we come of age? |
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| Where are we now? |
| Where should we be? |
| Where is the doorway? |
| When will we see? |
| Where are we now? |
| Send down the keeper of the key |
| Tell us, where are we now? |
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