Only a pattern of happenstance
It's all it ever was
It's all we ever want
A linear progression of repetition
And evolution will never explain
Theories we can prove
Faith based on belief
But buzzards and doves are birds  

And the living room is underwater
And there are dinosaurs in every room
And the next logical step
Is for us to invent time travel
It was a random sequence of memories
That grew under the Sun
And grew under the moon
And it is the basis for what will be    

  It was the way that we a perceive
Pre conceived notions
And the money of nations
It's this reality that is more like a dream  
And the eruption was felt in the kitchen
The lava is flowing building islands
Where we can invest in condos
And share time on white sand beaches