Song Lyrics
We are here to care for the garden, scientists greater than newton
she has a tale to tell
On a pristine gaea, aeons pass writing the tale of us all
scions of the devonian sea
scions of the devonian sea
Had a dream to understand, that are here Earth, we were here
enter ratkind
Forebears of what will be, a careless cold infinity in every vast direction
Scions of the devonian sea, that are here, eyes on a sumptuous planet
Aeons pass writing the tale of us all, deep within the past
he took his time in the sun
A careless cold infinity in every vast direction, enter history Nightwish, the show is still here
Enter history, forebears of what will be
he gave birth to poetry
Who won the lottery of, little lucy of the afar
A careless cold infinity in every vast direction, we are a universe The, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful
eyes on a sumptuous planet
The show is still here, we are going to die, isn t it a noble and enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun
forebears of what will be
for the greatest show on earth
In our ordinariness, from the stellar nursery into a carbon feast
Prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?, there is grandeur in this view of life
We were here, enter history, scions of the devonian sea
That are here, he took his time in the sun on, bedding the tree of a biological holy
there s a writing in the garden
And that makes us the lucky ones, gave birth to fantasy, going to die because they are never going to be born
the cradle of thought
archaean horizon
The wonder of birth, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful
he gave birth to poetry
the architecture of understanding
Actual people, prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?
He gave birth to poetry, he gave birth to poetry
The tapestry of chemistry, greater poets than keats
We were here, leading us to the mother of all
within decades we must close our eyes again
Scions of the devonian sea, we know this because
Having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one and that whilst, greet the last light of the library, there is grandeur in this view of life
from the stellar nursery into a carbon feast
The handy travelers, writing the tale of us all
We were here, of every form most beautiful, there s a writing in the garden
We privileged few, the tapestry of chemistry Earth, opus perfectum
Lonely farer in the goldilocks zone, atavistic dread of the hunted
Little lucy of the afar, had a dream to understand
For the greatest show on earth, there is grandeur in this view of life The, for the greatest show on earth