Prompt: A country song about the troubles with quantum physics , country, folk,
Lyrics
Up in our minds, it's a wild frontier Seeking the truth, as we shift gears [Verse 2] Particles play in fields of the strange Skipping 'round laws, in constant change Not like the tractors, fields of corn This quantum world, it's a tangled thorn It's tough to grasp, this quantum scene [Chorus] Atoms entangled in a dance so surreal What's observed and not, the mystery's real Scholars may claim it's the nature's own drill But we call it Quantum Hill [Verse 3] The boffins debate and they chalk up the board Unseen worlds, just particles and math It's like a rodeo that we can't catch Theorizin', it sure takes its toll In this honky-tonk of the quantum soul [Chorus] In a place where certainty's got no will We're just wranglers ridin' the Quantum Hill In nanospace, there ain't no reins to pull Just spooky action, and it's mighty full [Verse 4] Entropies rise and decoherence falls We're wrangling cats that won't heed our calls It's a hoedown with uncertainty's thrill In the atom corral on Quantum Hill Beneath the stars, quantum cowboys ride Wrestlin' with notions that constantly hide [Verse 5] They loop round orbits, like barrels we roll Chasing the quantum, that's out of control Like breaking a horse that don't know how to yield That's our life here on Quantum Hill