(originally by Trey Anastasio)
I paused a moment once in time
Before the sun began to shine
To weigh the choice I had to make
And therein lies my first mistake
My second came just after that
To keep the solar discus flat
And make the planets scurry around
The math required was quite profound
And now it’s mountains, streams, and plains
Ten thousand creatures, none the same
A million little things to solve
Or not, I’ll let them all evolve
First came the light, then came the sound
Then came the worlds that could never slow down
Then came the people with problems and hope
That don’t mean a thing, if they just knew the scope
First came the light, then came the sound
Then came the worlds that could never slow down
Then came the people with problems and hope
That don’t mean a thing, if they just knew the scope
First came the light, then came the sound
Then came the worlds that could never slow down
Then came the people with problems and hope
That don’t mean a thing, if they just knew the scope
First came the light, then came the sound
Then came the worlds that could never slow down
Then came the people with problems and hope
That don’t mean a thing, if they just knew the scope
First came the light, then came the sound
Then came the worlds that could never slow down
First came the light
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Ether Edge
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Evolve
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Hey Stranger
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Human Nature
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