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Year's Eve

Before the ball drops resolve to rearrange
The diagrammed bonds, feelings under exchange
A night to gather the time, the space.
What seems so visible, so lit up, so complete
Explains the girl I know dancing on the world sheet
She shimmers, the neon on her face.
So strong and then so weak, this fundamental force
To cling or to decay or run another course.

The sum of two, tonight the dream of one
Dimensions to protect, symmetry to connect
The sum of two, a sphere, a cosmic hum
If theory can't excite tomorrow's glowing sun
It's no fun, mm, no fun
mm, no fun, mm, no fun

The dancer must dance because she can't pretend
The interactions dare me to comprehend
The dark matter, it clouds what can be weighed.
It seems that what I know about big, about small
Has flavor, color, charge--I can't measure it all
So I'm left here with my cosmic grin.
The universe is pure although I can't be sure
Her brutal beauty stuns me when I look at her.
Oh, better pop that old French champagne
Better pop that old French champagne
Better pop that old French champagne
Better pop that old French champagne
Better pop that old French champagne
Better pop that old French champagne
Better pop that old French champagne

The sum of two, the year is almost done
To cling or decay on an entropy run
The sum of two, a sphere, a cosmic hum
If theory can't excite tomorrow's glowing sun
It's no fun

The sum of two, tonight the dream of one
Dimensions to protect, symmetry to connect
The sum of two, a sphere, a cosmic hum
If dreaming can't excite the dancer's brilliant sun
It's no fun

The sum of two, tonight the dream of one
Dimensions to protect, symmetry to connect
The sum of two, a sphere, a cosmic hum
If theory can't excite tomorrow's glowing sun
It's no fun
The sum of two, the year is almost done
The sum of two, a sphere, a cosmic hum
The sum of two, tonight the dream of one
If dreaming can't excite the dancer's brilliant sun
It's no fun

The sum of two, the year is almost done
The sum of two, a sphere, a cosmic hum
The sum of two, tonight the dream of one
If theory can't excite tomorrow's glowing sun
It's no


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