If I were a lowly photon,
I wouldn't weigh a single ounce.
I'd be a tiny massless little particle,
The smallest nature will allow.
And I'd be born within a stellar furnace
In a far away star,
Sailing through the endless darkness
Straight to where you are.
If I were a humble photon,
I'd be the smallest little thing.
If you tried to subdivide me,
You'll find I'm not made of anything.
And I'd be born within a stellar furnace
In a far away star,
Sailing through the endless darkness
Straight to where you are.
And I'd fly at the speed of light
For a million years.
Before I finally arrived
Through the atmosphere to land upon your eye.
If I were a lowly photon,
I wouldn't carry any charge.
Although you might confuse me with a proton,
They don't carry light from stars.
I'd be a gamma ray or x ray,
Or just a microwave.
Or infrared, or radio,
Or the light that we all know.
At times I'd just act like a particle,
Sometimes like a wave.
Plants could photosynthesize me,
I never would decay.
And I'd be born within a stellar furnace
In a far away star,
Sailing through the endless darkness
Straight to where you are.
And I'd be born within a stellar furnace
In a far away star,
Sailing through the endless darkness
Straight to where you are.
And I'd fly at the speed of light
For a million years.
Before I finally arrived
Through the atmosphere to land upon your eye.
Before I finally arrived
Through the atmosphere to land upon your eye...