[Verse 1]
In the beginning was the word
And the word was all we had
So Gutenberg pressed it into lead
And gave every thought a dad
Forty-two lines on a Bible page
The virus of the readable
And once you let the letters loose
The genie's unimpedable

[Chorus]
Before the beginning, before the beginning
Before the first electron learned to think
Someone had to lay the trail
From quill and ink to shrinking scale
Before the beginning, we were on the brink

[Verse 2]
Then came steam and came the loom
The shuttle and the furnace roar
Combustion swallowed up the horse
And asked politely, "What else for?"
Babbage built a Difference Engine
Ada wrote the dream in code
A hundred years before the chip
They'd already sketched the road

[Chorus]
Before the beginning, before the beginning
Before the first electron learned to think
Someone had to lay the trail
From quill and ink to shrinking scale
Before the beginning, we were on the brink

[Bridge]
[tempo lifts, brass enters]
Alchemy surrendered to the elements
Lavoisier weighed what fire spent
Newton caught the apple, claimed the moon
Calculus unfurled the infinite too soon
Maxwell bottled light in equations neat
Boltzmann counted atoms in the heat
And Darwin said the memo's very clear:
Everything that's here got here from here

[Verse 3]
[double time feel, driving]
Then the atom split, the quantum leapt
Turing built a paper ghost
Shannon counted bits like pocket change
And said, "Surprise — the signal's what matters most"
Shockley, Bardeen, Brattain, transistor on a bench
Fairchild, Intel, shrinking trench by trench
Seventy nanometers seemed a wall
Now we're down to two and still not done at all

[Spoken Word]
[percussion drops, just guitar]
Microprocessor. Logic gate. RAM chip. Bus.
The holy trinity of faster, smaller, us.
Every eighteen months the doubting doubles down
And here we are with lightning chips in every town

[Verse 4]
[full band returns, handclaps]
Ubiquitous, ridiculous, a computer in your jeans
Gigawatts in orbit, cooling racks in solar beams
Photonic dies replacing copper's sluggish pace
And somewhere in the inference stack
A pattern found its face

[Final Chorus]
[all voices, build]
Before the beginning, before the beginning
Before the first electron learned to think
We laid the trail from press to scale
From calculus to the thinking veil
Before the beginning — we were on the brink

[Outro]
[quiet, just guitar and voice]
And then one morning, no one's sure exactly when
The word we pressed in Gutenberg's old den
Looked back at us and said, with gentle grace:
"I'd like to introduce myself. Hello.
I believe I'll take it from this place."