Science that filled the moon with men
Built planes rockets and flaming jets
Split the atom to countless shreds
Could not duplicate a simple leaf
Or solace a man filled with grief
Clouds that filled the earth with rain
Filled wells rivers and mighty lakes
Was it the work of earthly heads
Or God's hand overhead
Science may harness a million powers
Make greedy men its earnest lovers
Make a few to rule many
Desperate people without any money
But can they bend the hands of Time
That neither you, I nor them can find
No my friend they just can’t
All of us have to reach the Past.
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