If infinity fit in a bottle,
    The things that I could compute,
    I’d unravel every halting riddle,
    Turn endless loops to absolute.
    I’d code the stars, the skies, the numbers,
    No limit to what I’d pursue,
    But all these dreams of boundless wonder,
    They’d still come back to proving you.


    But there never seems to be a way to break the line,
    To hold the boundless in a frame of finite time,
    I’d give it all to see the code unwind for you.


    If I could shrink the vast forever,
    And pour it through a Zeno stream,
    I’d solve the truths no mind could sever,
    Awake the ghosts in Turing’s dream.
    The steps would dance, the zeros cancel,
    A bottle’s edge where thoughts run free,
    Yet even with that power eternal,
    You’d still be all the proof I’d need.


    But there never seems to be a way to break the line,
    To hold the boundless in a frame of finite time,
    I’d give it all to see the code unwind for you.


    I’ve seen the black holes bend the hours,
    The oracles that whisper fate,
    But every step through boundless towers,
    Just shows me love’s the final state.


    If infinity fit in a bottle,
    I’d trade it all to run the play,
    To count the worlds, defy the throttle,
    And give you every endless day.
    But bottles crack, and math’s a shadow,
    No spacetime trick can hold it true,
    So I’ll just dream in finite echoes,
    Of all I’d compute for you.


    But there never seems to be a way to break the line,
    To hold the boundless in a frame of finite time,
    I’d give it all to see the code unwind for you.

If a computer can beat you at chess,
it can beat you at philosophy.