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When the ebbing tide retreats |
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Along the rocky shoreline |
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It leaves a trail of tidal pools |
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In a short lived galaxy |
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Each microcosmic planet |
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A complete society |
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A simple kind of mirror |
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To reflect upon our own |
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All the busy little creatures |
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Chasing out their destinies |
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Living in their pools |
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They soon forget about the sea |
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Wheels within wheels in a spiral array |
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A pattern so grand and complex |
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Time after time we lose sight of the way |
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Our causes can't see their effects |
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A quantum leap forward in time and in space |
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The universe learned to expand |
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The mess and the magic, triumphant and tragic |
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A mechanized world out of hand |
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Computerized clinic for superior cynics |
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Who dance to a synthetic band |
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In their own image, their world is fashioned |
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No wonder they don't understand |
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Wheels within wheels in a spiral array |
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A pattern so grand and complex |
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Time after time we lose sight of the way |
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Our causes can't see their effects |
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Science, like nature must also be tamed |
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With a view towards its preservation |
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Given the same state of integrity |
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It will surely serve us well |
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Art as expression not as market campaigns |
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Will still capture our imaginations |
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Given the same state of integrity |
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It will surely help us along |
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The most endangered species, the honest man |
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Will still survive annihilation |
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Forming a world, state of integrity |
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Sensitive, open and strong |
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Wave after wave will flow with the tide |
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And bury the world as it does |
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Tide after tide will flow and recede |
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Leaving life to go on as it was |
