If I were just a fly onthe table by your apple pie

Would you ask me to try and explain how aeronautics

Made me fly?

If I were just a mouse in the attic of your lovely house

Would you ask my surmise on how architects designed this place I hide?

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'Cause there's nothing more that I can say

To make you see the world this way

So much more than we can comprehend

And until we come to grips with this

And see the limits of our wits

We'll never see that we are only human

If God explained to me how He engineered this galaxy

Would this be something like teaching rocket science to a butterfly?

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