Atom

The glory of the atom begs a reverent word
 The primary design of the whole universe
 Yeah, let us sing its praises, let us bow our heads in prayer
 At the magnificent consciousness incarnate there
 The smallest unit of matter with its orbiting electrons
 Echoing off the solar system like a hawk in the hills at dawn
 The smallest unit of matter
 Uniting bird and rock and tree and you and me
 Oh, holy is the atom, the truly intelligent design
 To which all of evolution is graciously aligned
 The one single structure to which everything distills
 The air, the wood smoke there and the hills
 Oh, leave me here surrounded by everything that's real
 Far outside the boundaries of the digitized ordeal, yeah
 Leave me here awake, leave me here to heal
 Human beings are a cross between monkeys and ants
 You can see us from your spaceship
 Melting the polar ice caps with our arrogance
 Summon a congress of angels dressed in riot gear
 We've got ourselves a serious situation down here
 I have this great, great uncle who worked on the atomic bomb
 He got a Nobel Prize in physics and a place in this song
 And I bet there were no windows and no women in the room
 When they applied themselves to the pure science of boom
 Yeah, messin' with the atom is the highest form of blasphemy
 Whether you are making weapons or simple electricity
 Someone fashion me a pulpit, I have been called to engage
 With the maniacal heretics of the nuclear age
 Let the religious get religion, let consumers get a clue
 Let scientists get perspective, let activists get their due
 Let industry get a conscience, let the earth inherit the meek
 Let the divinity of nature speak
 Oh, the glory of the atom begs a reverent word
 The primary design of the whole universe
 Yes, let us sing its praises, let us bow our heads in prayer
 At the magnificent consciousness incarnate there