Lyrics

[Verse 1] Born to open for Mankind nature's door A life known by a few And those who knew that shared Their knowledge fewer cared About what plants could do [Pre-Chorus] For most felt it was mad to conceive That plants thought, felt, and moved quite like we But with instruments Bose would devise Would take science itself by a surprise [Chorus] So on we go, to where, who knows? To a place where there's still non-believers What will it take, for heaven's sake For those who find what's real too hard to believe in? It's that same old story again [Verse 2] Born of slaves who died Too soon to realize The need his life would be Selflessly he gave His wisdom to a way Where first no minds would see [Pre-Chorus] He said if farm land was to be rich We must plant crops to replenish it But it took him persuasion and tests To convince them Carver's way was best [Chorus] So on we go, to where, who knows? To a place where there's still non-believers What will it take, for heaven's sake For those who find what's real too hard to believe in? It's that same old story again