Resonant Lyrics

Missing You

Twenty-seven kilometers of tunnel under ground
Designed with mind to send protons around
A circle that crosses through Switzerland and France
Sixty nations contribute to scientific advance
Two beams of protons swing round, through the ring they ride
‘Til in the hearts of the detectors, they’re made to collide
And all that energy packed in such a tiny bit of room
Becomes mass, particles created from the vacuum
And then…

LHCb sees where the antimatter’s gone
ALICE looks at collisions of lead ions
CMS and ATLAS are two of a kind
They’re looking for whatever new particles they can find.
The LHC accelerates the protons and the lead
And the things that it discovers will rock you in the head.

We see asteroids and planets, stars galore
We know a black hole resides at each galaxy’s core
But even all that matter cannot explain
What holds all these stars together – something else remains
This dark matter interacts only through gravity
And how do you catch a particle there’s no way to see
Take it back to the conservation of energy
And the particles appear, clear as can be

You see particles flying, in jets they spray
But you notice there ain’t nothin’, goin’ the other way
You say, “My law has just been violated – it don’t make sense!
There’s gotta be another particle to make this balance.”
And it might be dark matter, and for first
Time we catch a glimpse of what must fill most of the known ‘Verse.
Because…

LHCb sees where the antimatter’s gone
ALICE looks at collisions of lead ions
CMS and ATLAS are two of a kind
They’re looking for whatever new particles they can find.

Antimatter is sort of like matter’s evil twin
Because except for charge and handedness of spin
They’re the same for a particle and its anti-self
But you can’t store an antiparticle on any shelf
Cuz when it meets its normal twin, they both annihilate
Matter turns to energy and then it dissipates

When matter is created from energy
Which is exactly what they’ll do in the LHC
You get matter and antimatter in equal parts
And they try to take that back to when the universe starts
The Big Bang – back when the matter all exploded
But the amount of antimatter was somehow eroded
Because when we look around we see that matter abounds
But antimatter’s nowhere to be found.
That’s why…

LHCb sees where the antimatter’s gone
ALICE looks at collisions of lead ions
CMS and ATLAS are two of a kind
They’re looking for whatever new particles they can find.
The LHC accelerates the protons and the lead
And the things that it discovers will rock you in the head.

The Higgs Boson – that’s the one that everybody talks about.
And it’s the one sure thing that this machine will sort out
If the Higgs exists, they ought to see it right away
And if it doesn’t, then the scientists will finally say
“There is no Higgs! We need new physics to account for why
Things have mass. Something in our Standard Model went awry.”

But the Higgs – I still haven’t said just what it does
They suppose that particles have mass because
There is this Higgs field that extends through all space
And some particles slow down while other particles race
Straight through like the photon – it has no mass
But something heavy like the top quark, it’s draggin’ its ***
And the Higgs is a boson that carries a force
And makes particles take orders from the field that is its source.
They’ll detect it….

LHCb sees where the antimatter’s gone
ALICE looks at collisions of lead ions
CMS and ATLAS are two of a kind
They’re looking for whatever new particles they can find.

Now some of you may think that gravity is strong
Cuz when you fall off your bicycle it don’t take long
Until you hit the earth, and you say, “Dang, that hurt!”
But if you think that force is powerful, you’re wrong.
You see, gravity – it’s weaker than Weak
And the reason why is something many scientists seek
They think about dimensions – we just live in three
But maybe there are some others that are too small to see
It’s into these dimensions that gravity extends
Which makes it seem weaker, here on our end.
And these dimensions are “rolled up” – curled so tight
That they don’t affect you in your day to day life
But if you were as tiny as a graviton
You could enter these dimensions and go wandering on
And they’d find you…

When LHCb sees where the antimatter’s gone
ALICE looks at collisions of lead ions
CMS and ATLAS are two of a kind
They’re looking for whatever new particles they can find.
The LHC accelerates the protons and the lead
And the things that it discovers will rock you in the head

Large Hadron Rap

I DON’T MIND IF YOU FORGET ME – Morrissey

I don’t mind
I don’t mind if you forget me
Having learned my lesson
I never left an impression on anyone

So now you send me your hardened ‘regards’
When once you’d sent me ‘Love’
Sincerely I must tell you
Your mild ‘best wishes’
They make me suspicious

I don’t mind
I don’t mind if you forget me
Having learned my lesson
I never left an impression on anyone
The pressure to change, to move on
Was strange
And very strong
So this is why I tell you
I really do understand
BYE BYE

I don’t mind if you forget me
No no no no no no no

You can only be strong for so long
It may not eat you but it will beat you
So this is why I tell you
I really don’t understand
This time

Rejection is one thing
But rejection from a fool is cruel
Rejection is one thing
But rejection from a fool is cruel
AND I DON’T MIND IF YOU FORGET ME

Fare thee well you loverly lot. I may pop back occasionally, so this isn’t goodbye for ever. But it is goodbye for now. And it has nothing to do with events on these boards, just a crossroads in my life. Be good, and don’t post anything I wouldn’t. That kind of gives you a pretty wide scope. :wink:

Another day goes by
And I don’t understand or know the reasons why
I’m looking for a change in life
But another day goes by

Here we go again

It’s today
I wish it was tomorrow though I think I’d say
Ya know I think it feels just like yesterday
So lately I’ve been looking for a change
But the more things change
The more they seem to stay the same
Here we go again

Another day goes by
And I don’t understand or know the reasons why
I’m looking for a change in life
But another day goes by

Here we go again

It’s a new day
It’s almost like tomorrow never came
Same ole thing same ole game different name
And every day I sing the same ole song
And today I don’t feel like waking up
But the show must go on and on and on

Another day goes by
And I don’t understand and I don’t pretend to try
I wanna change my life
But another day goes by

Just when I get it right another day goes by

Here we go again

If I could change it or rearrange it
Tomorrow could be all right

So many days gone by
I still don’t understand but now I realize
I’m gonna change my life that’s right
While the days go by
I’m gonna change my life that’s right
While the days go by
I wanna change my life
But another day goes by

It’s just another day

When I got to America,
I bought a sandwich at the chain store
and walked into the jungle.

After I’d gone a long way
I came to a great clearing,
but instead of agricultural ground there was a deep hole,
at the bottom bent an old man.

He jagged and scraped at the ruddy earth with a pin,
then he took his brush and crumb tray, and used them.

“Are you looking for something ?” I shouted.
“Truth” he answered.
His voice rose hollowly from the hole.
“Come and eat with me”,
I called in a friendly tone.

He rose slowly out of the hole, and we sat dangling our legs.
I offered him my spam sandwich,
but he dragged an onion out of his breast pocket,
and munched on it, sucking the rich juice into his mouth as it escaped.

Lunch over, he returned to the bottom and re-commenced jagging and scraping and brushing.
I lay watching him, the generous nourishment of the spam running around my tubes.

After about a quarter of an hour he called up “I found it !”
and rose once again to the surface, transformed.
He looked at peace with the world, and with himself,
completely self-contained.

I started to cry,
great tears, great bitter tears of envy.

He pointed down the hole.
I handed him my watch, my money, my return ticket to London and my identity.
He handed me the pin and the brush and crumb tray, then left the clearing.

I dried my tears on the brush,
then sank down the hole, swearing softly to myself.

To look for truth, with a pin.

Looking for Truth with a Pin