There are six magical letters

Which are inherently meaningless

But arranged in the particular order

P, H, Y, S, I, C, S

They hold the key

The key to unravel

To unravel the secrets

The secrets of the universe

 

Trapped inside an overturned bowl

With shining dots on its inner side

Oh no, speeding away from us

They are burning balls of light

 

They pull each other, no

They curve spacetime, maybe

They collapse infinitely, maybe

They are bizarre, yo

 

Grow big, bigger into the cosmos

You are confronted by infinity

And it all came from nothing

Well, weird but that's reality

 

There are six magical letters

Which are inherently meaningless

But arranged in the particular order

P, H, Y, S, I, C, S

They hold the key

The key to unravel

To unravel the secrets

The secrets of the universe

 

Trapped inside a complex body

What the hell are we made of?

Atoms? electrons? quarks? leptons? Bosons? fermions? enough

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They are like tiny spheres, no

Then they are waves, maybe

They are vibrating particles, maybe

They are bizarre, yo

 

Grow small, smaller into the atom

You are confronted by uncertainty

And deeper down by paradoxes

Well, weird but that's reality

 

There are six magical letters

Which are inherently meaningless

But arranged in the particular order

P, H, Y, S, I, C, S

They hold the key

The key to unravel

To unravel the secrets

The secrets of the universe

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