Drifting thru the void of an ordinary life
I got too much on my plate and too small a knife
I'll cut corners if it gets me somewhere
One thing I won't cut is this overgrown hair
I'll let it rot from my skull in the grave
I tried to save someone, there was no one to save
This string is reaching from you to me
Invisible connections that we can't see
String Theory... is here
String Theory... is in the air
String Theory... it's coming soon
String Theory... is in this room
Time is relative, that's what Einstein said
He signed off on the bomb, now he's gone, now he's dead
He couldn't take all that uncertainty
And his spooky action's a little too weird for me
Many worlds, many lives we can live
And all of them possible, but all of them hid
That's just a theory I choose to believe
I'd prove it to ya but I gotta leave
String Theory... is here
String Theory... is in my hair
String Theory... it's hard to prove
String Theory... is in this room