Science

[Verse] Science, born of questioning hearts, Unravels truths, dissects the parts, Of nature's grand and intricate dance, With rigor, evidence, and a steadfast stance. [Chorus] It's not a creed, nor blind belief, But a beacon in a world of grief, A method tried, tested, refined, To illuminate the path of humankind. [Verse] To the skeptics of climate's plight, Who shun the facts, who dim the light, Let's journey through the scientific land, And grasp the wisdom, hand in hand. [Chorus] It's not a creed, nor blind belief, But a beacon in a world of grief, A method tried, tested, refined, To illuminate the path of humankind. [Bridge] It's not a plot, it's not a game, But a quest for truth, a noble aim, To understand our planet's fate, And guide us through the tempest's gate. [Chorus] It's not a creed, nor blind belief, But a beacon in a world of grief, A method tried, tested, refined, To illuminate the path of humankind. [Verse] Science, born of questioning hearts, Unravels truths, dissects the parts, Of nature's grand and intricate dance, With rigor, evidence, and a steadfast stance. [Outro] Science, born of questioning hearts, Unravels truths, dissects the parts, Of nature's grand and intricate dance, With rigor, evidence, and a steadfast stance.