See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you
– Ever since Plato, all of them – Aristarchus, Hipparchus, Ptolemy — they have all, all, all tried to reconcile their observations with circular orbits. But what if another shape is hiding in the heavens?
– Another shape? Lady, there is no shape more pure than the circle; you taught us that.
– I know, I know, but suppose – just suppose! – the purity of the circle has blinded us from seeing anything beyond it! I must begin all over with new eyes. I must rethink everything!
You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,
And think you're a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If you can't look him straight in the eye.
You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be heartaches and tears
If you've cheated the guy in the glass.
You all have the same sunken look on your faces. You were all so ugly before. You shouldn’t let them sink any lower.
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