Just like the pieces of a puzzle fit together
Just like the way that a bird wears its feathers
The way the sky and stars and moon hang overhead
How the sun comes up and flour turns to bread
It’s how the tides move in and out across the sea
All stories Shakespeare wrote end in tragedy
Just like there seems to be one thing after another
Just like a sure thing when every child has a mother
Uncompromising, just like clockwork, not a flaw
Not an act of violation in the law, (ooOOoo)
There’s a picture of how things are supposed to be
It’s no coincidence
This is harmony
Just like to draw a straight line is unfaltering
And an unsure mind is always left wondering
It’s not about the salt and pepper on the eggs
But how the chick was made to walk upon its legs
This world, indeed has a Creator
The idea we came from rock only makes us spectators
Like there seems to be another answer on a test
One can always determine which one is the best
