When the sun sets in the evening
and you've still more mouths to feed
you may find yourself with a basket of bread
a tiny, little piece is all you need
when your journeys blocked by water
and you pass without getting wet
you may ask yourself what's the meaning of it all
a tiny, little shrug is what you get
on your quest for information
bring along the tools you need
if you find yourself staring blankly at the screen
a tiny, little chip is what you need
when your nations steeped in sorrow
and your pundits are having a fit
you'll redeem yourself at the end of everything
a tiny, little atom's all you split