Early in the morning,... just as the sun was rising,
Adam started inventing things... and the results were surprising.

Later in the morning,... the sun was getting higher,
Adam made a discovery... he learned to handle fire.

He invented spears, invented guns,... invented arrow and bow,
Ah... what is it now he's going to invent? Sometimes I don't want to know.

Invented language, invented words,... invented alphabets.
Ah... but when it comes to communicating... sometimes he was deaf.

Conquered desert, conquered ice,... conquered ocean and shore,
Conquered every animal beside himself,... and Adam invented war.

Adam, brilliant Adam,... so brilliant you're made blind,
Inventing some new kind of world... with no place for mankind.

Well stamp your foot we've got one earth,... one big red apple to share,
All around us one ocean of water,... and just one ocean of air.

Can we break the grip of this dance of death? Can this world be released?
Will Adam's children - the young inventors,... will they now invent peace?

Well... some will scoff and some will scorn,... but what makes them so certain?
Adam's children might surprise us all,... and built anew the garden.