before the earth was round,nnthere was no end to thingsnnno one tried to measure what they knewnnnneverything was warnnyet everyone would lovennand every contradiction was truennthe sun worked twice as hardnnand the moon was twice as farnnand the sky was still honestly bluennnnthe sky was still honestly bluennnnbut when the time camenneverything spiraled innnand everyone forgot what they knewnnnnand war became a jobnnand love became a mysterynnand the heart and head were bent into twonnand fear and doubt begannnand God threw up his handsnnand the sky didn't know what to donnnnthe sky didn't know what to donnnnthe sky didn't know what to do