Introduction to the Microcosmic Macrocosm Lyrics

The size and age of the cosmos are beyond ordinary human understanding

Lost somewhere between immensity and eternity is our tiny planetary home, the Earth

For the first time, we have the power to decide the fate of our planet and ourselves

This is a time of great danger, but our species is young and curious and brave

It shows much promise

It's the great wealth transfer, in action

I'm packing your bags, and I'm crashing the bastion

I'll slash fast fashion for new generations to come

Plant a tree for the saints and the angels above

And the lords, and the kings and the gods go below

In the ground so the flora and fauna can roam on their corpses

The oil will form from their bones while their blood turns to stone

Let the CEOs be the chief executives of their own executions

Popping off their heads in a new revolution

Movement, breaking down the fumes of collusion

Take it to the top till we're all disillusioned

Two times. Two, three, five, seven. Those are all prime numbers

And there's no way that's a natural phenomenon

It doesn't make any sense. The system is too young

Maybe they didn't grow up there. Maybe they're just visiting

Okay, so spacecraft? No, this system is full of debris. It would get clobbered

Well, not if they used their laser blasters and photon torpedoes

That's not funny, Willie

Well, how else are we going to explain it? That's what you're talking about

Willie's right. If we go public with this and we're wrong, that's it. It's over

We're cooked

There's many possible answers. One is that maybe we're the first

Some technical civilization has to be first to emerge in the history of the galaxy

Or maybe all technical civilizations promptly destroy themselves

That seems to me very unlikely