Bats
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In the dark of night a shadow flying
Far above our range can't hear them crying
When the dawn approaches
They're headed to their home
Sleep through the day
To then awake at sunset
They may not see
But they can hear in color
Paint a sonic picture in their heads
So they can survive
Eyes never seemed to be an option
Left completely blind to hunt in darkness
Their world it has no light
And they don't need it
An image made of sound
To hear around
They may not see
But they can hear in color
Paint a sonic picture in their heads
So they can survive
Experience with hearing eyes
Light is not the only way to see
Use a different wave
See another way
They may not see
But they can hear in color
Paint a sonic picture in their heads
So they can survive
Experience with hearing eyes
Light is not the only way to see
They may not see
But they can hear in color
Paint a sonic picture in their heads
So they can survive
Experience with hearing eyes
Light is not the only way to see
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