Yes, it's quite hard to believe
That we all come from the same seed:
The scrub, the cockroach and the human being
It's hard to see how the perfection of complex organs was achieved without an engineer
But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is a gentle slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
Our brains are accustomed to the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see how the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill
There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution
Ocean - The Origin Of Species Lyrics
Ocean - The Origin Of Species Lyrics
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Yes, it's quite hard to believe
That we all come from the same seed:
The scrub, the cockroach and the human being
It's hard to see how the perfection of complex organs was achieved without an engineer
But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is a gentle slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
Our brains are accustomed to the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see how the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill
There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution
That we all come from the same seed:
The scrub, the cockroach and the human being
It's hard to see how the perfection of complex organs was achieved without an engineer
But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is a gentle slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
Our brains are accustomed to the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see how the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill
There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution