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First the world, |
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then boy then girl, |
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Six days it took in all. |
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In His image he designed us |
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with no thought of flaw. |
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(Chorus) |
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Now the question of perfection |
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lingers in my mind. |
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Why is a carrot more orange than an Orange? |
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Why are you greener than green? |
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Why do we sometimes believe |
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in things we've never seen? |
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Never doubt what it's about |
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and you'll get along fine. |
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But thy seeing the true meaning |
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proves you've got a mind. |
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My suggestion is inspection of humanity. |
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I see why the ground is lower than the sky |
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and why sound can penetrate your mind, |
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But why is a carrot oranger than an Orange? |
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Oranger than an Orange? |
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Oranger than an Orange? |
