Occam's Razor Songtext
von Six Degrees of Separation

Hear the old man speak now what has he got to say
His words may shed more light onto our lives his words may help us
Tell the wrong from right every time your beaten
Whenever you′re confused
It's always hard to find the right way out consider relevant sights and then decide

The feelings play you′re soul the facts are crushing your mind
How do you choose to take the correct path assuming correctness has been defined...
Is it just this easy?
Consider what you like...
What if you start with wrong assumptions made?
What if you let important aspects fade?


Would you prefer listening to your heart if you've got to choose?
Or would you follow your selective brain - just for sure?
What does your rational mind tell you watching falling star?
What good are your emotions for in astronomer's eyes?

What if he wasn′t right? If he was just afraid?
That every smallest thing can make difference?
That there is nothing like a relevance?
What if he was afraid? Human mind cannot také?
The shear complexity of what we feel?
Eternal chaos of what is real?

Can you rationalise the fact that humour makes you smile?
Can your emotions grasp the fact that numbers never die?
Can you mathematically state the value of your fear?
Can you feel the atoms in the dirt, are they real?