| A cradle Earth, horizons unseen
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| New world in thirst, for the arcane
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| We are, singers of the gone
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| We remember, as along came life
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| A cradle Earth, horizons unseen
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| Birth of one, and a zillion sideshows
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| We are, we were, and will not be
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| We remember, as along came acorn
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| Another birth, another moss green
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| New world in thirst, for the unseen
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| An empty zoo, a starlight vigil
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| Will have a visit, as along came heartbeat
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| Another birth, another monster
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| Endless forms, towards the stronger
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| Menagerie, of a new world order
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| We held our breath, as along came suffering
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| We remember, father Pikaia
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| Gave the way, as along came Sapien
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| The cradle Earth, welcoming its newborn
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| Aeons since that very first acorn
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| Together now, in this timeless parade
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| The living lie, dead afraid
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| Then they saw the moon, and found caring
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| We remember, as along came writing
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| Such worlds were there, zoos dead again
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| After all, we should`ve never appeared
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| Spaceship Earth, through the fields of time
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| They understood, as along came wisdom
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| We have been here a while
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| At the end of Pi, as along came harvest
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| We will remember all the suffering
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| We wrote this in a tongue you will understand
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| Words and melodies with a touch of coloring
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| We were there and will remember mankind
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| Our kin
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| Aeons ago |