They said, ‘There’s no such thing as God’

They said, ‘There’s no such thing as God -
We’ve proved it in this book:
The figures are all written down -
Please come and take a look!’

Well sure, if that’s the way you see it,
Then who am I to say ?
There’s not much point us talking,
So I’ll just be on my way.

‘No, seriously, it’s Science -
We know we’ve found the Truth:
There isn’t room for error
In a Scientific Proof!’

Well Howdy, Mr. Science,
I like the things you do -
But where’d you get this notion
That only Science is True?

You haven’t found the Spirit,
You haven’t found the Soul -
And as for seeing if there’s a God,
Why, that’s never been your goal.

How can you claim an answer,
When the question’s written wrong?
If Science hears the music,
Who was it wrote the song?

Do miracles not touch you,
Are you stuck on planet Zog,
Are all the mysteries there to see
Hidden by a fog?

Is Meaning just a theorem,
(Some symbols on cold paper) -
What IS the force that drives you
Through your scientific caper?

Has all the spark been driven out,
Are your cold eyes stone dead ?
Is everything just wooden blocks
Assembled like your head ?

Is Progress always outwards,
Could it be in as well,
Is living just a method
In your Scientific Hell ?

Now surely, Mr. Science,
You’ll explain this stuff to me:
Although I’m not a genius
I’ve seen telepathy.

And sometimes I’ve felt strange things,
And sometimes seen the ‘weird’:
I know it goes against the grain -
Is this why you’re afeared ?

And if this is on the surface,
If the Wonder’s just begun,
Shouldn’t you be digging deeper
To find your proof of One ?

Come on, Mr. Science,
There’s Mystery out there!
Saying it’s all just bricks and dust
Is taking us nowhere!

And in this whirl of emptiness,
Where it seems we most belong,
There sings a voice that has no tune -
For Science has lost the song.

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