The Other Side of Science





All this talk about the wonder world

And what should we say?

Or could you tell us in some simple words?



All these visions of a brighter day

But now is the time

Or is this moment just a passing phase?


If yours is to reason

Then ours is to rhyme

I sit by my window

Looking for the other side of science



Always moving on a faster train

And where could we go?

Or would we travel to some other place?


You fill me with fiction

And empty ideals

I sleep in the cold light

Dreaming about the other side of science