Creatures of Habit Words and music by Cecilia EngWe're creatures of habit, afraid of the unknown Afraid of being different, afraid to be alone The tried way is the best way, or so it always seems But we're creatures of habit who aren't afraid to dream They say that we had paradise when ignorance was bliss They say that human knowledge was what sent things amiss Well, one man's paradise is oft another person's hell And if we had found another dream, perhaps it's just as well For we're creatures of habit, afraid of the unknown Afraid of being different, afraid to be alone The tried way is the best way, or so it always seems But we're creatures of habit who aren't afraid to dream They said the Earth was square and flat, that it had corners four They said that you'd fall off it if you sailed away from shore It goes to prove you can't believe just anything they say; Some dreamer's going to try to do what can't be done one day Cause we're creatures of habit, afraid of the unknown Afraid of being different, afraid to be alone The tried way is the best way, or so it always seems But we're creatures of habit who aren't afraid to dream They said it was a waste of time to build flying machines; If man was really meant to fly, God would have made him wings So when you're sipping cocktails on a mid-Atlantic flight Drink a toast to all the dreamers who brought you to that height! Cause we're creatures of habit, afraid of the unknown Afraid of being different, afraid to be alone The tried way is the best way, or so it always seems But we're creatures of habit who aren't afraid to dream They said that building rockets was another waste of cash That man was never meant for space, the craze would never last Well, we've been to the Moon and back and left our footprints there; Our shuttle flights are monthly now, with cargo space to spare And we're creatures of habit, afraid of the unknown Afraid of being different, afraid to be alone The tried way is the best way, or so it always seems But we're creatures of habit who aren't afraid to dream They say the stars are out of reach, too far away to roam They say the speed of light's a wall that'll keep mankind at home That interstellar travel's an escapist sci-fi dream— Well, that may be, but I, for one, am not afraid to dream! We're creatures of habit, afraid of the unknown Afraid of being different, afraid to be alone The tried way is the best way, or so it always seems But we're creatures of habit who aren't afraid to dream