[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, so

[Chorus]
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, so

[Chorus]
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