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Once in every hundred years they appear
Why they come and where they're from isn't clear
But they're here for our world

He was reading and writing before he was three
By the time he was nine he'd earned a degree

And at the age of thirteen he discovered a way
He could change the molecular structure of clay

He could change it from clay into silver or gold
Don't forget he was yet only thirteen years old

On the day of his seventeenth birthday he made
a machine that would show every film of that day

Then he worked night and day on a process that led
to a way of reviving a man who was dead

He couldn't understand all the people making such a fuzz
about what he considered such a useless thing

Everyone says he's a genius now what i'm going to say should stay between us
thus Howard Christman's older and lately i've noticed that he's starting to slow down

He was nineteen when he said that he would create
a machine that would mean there would be no more hate

It would take him a week or a month, maybe more
but he promised that he thought there'll be no more war

So they waited a week, then a month, then a year
They were anxiously waiting for him to appear

Everyone says he's a genius now what i'm going to say should stay between us
thus Howard Christman's older and nobody knows it but Howard Christman's gone.


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