Flat or Round... Does it really matter?

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The Flat Earth Belief: Exploring Why It Persists & Why It Provokes Reactions Like William Shatner's.
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Verse 1:
They say the Earth is round, I see it every day,
From the hills and the mountains, to the endless Milky Way.
But some believe it’s different, they see a different view,
A flat line on the horizon, and that’s their chosen truth.
Pre-Chorus:
They see conspiracies, lost in the clouds,
Fighting against what the world says out loud.
But who does it hurt, and does it really count,
If they believe in a world that’s flat, not round?
Chorus:
Flat or round, we’re all spinning in the same sky,
Holding onto the answers we can’t deny.
But what if we just reached out a hand?
Maybe we’d understand why they don’t understand.
Flat or round, it’s just a shape we’re standing on,
But we’re all still here, looking for where we belong.
Verse 2:
Old Captain Kirk, he laughed and made his stand,
"Why don’t you climb that edge and see where it lands?"
But what if it’s not just about the shape they see?
Maybe it’s something deeper that sets their minds free.
Pre-Chorus:
It’s easy to mock, to say they’re wrong,
But maybe they’ve been lost in the current too long.
Do we need to fight, or can we just let them be?
After all, we’re still spinning in this galaxy.
Chorus:
Flat or round, we’re all spinning in the same sky,
Holding onto the answers we can’t deny.
But what if we just reached out a hand?
Maybe we’d understand why they don’t understand.
Flat or round, it’s just a shape we’re standing on,
But we’re all still here, looking for where we belong.
Bridge:
Does it matter what you believe, as long as you try?
The stars are still above us, the sun still lights the sky.
We’re all just searching for something that’s true,
Maybe the shape of the Earth isn’t the question for me or you.
Chorus (Outro):
Flat or round, we’re all spinning in the same sky,
Holding onto the answers we can’t deny.
But what if we just reached out a hand?
Maybe we’d understand why they don’t understand.
Flat or round, it’s just a shape we’re standing on,
But we’re all still here, looking for where we belong.
Outro:
Flat or round, we’re all spinning around...
Trying to find where we’re bound.