Tangled at a Distance
Make a pair of particles, born from the same event Send one to a moon, one wherever the other went Neither one decided yet, heads or tails, still unclear Until...
Make a pair of particles, born from the same event Send one to a moon, one wherever the other went Neither one decided yet, heads or tails, still unclear Until you measure one, and the answer's suddenly here
For both, the far one matches, instantly, it's true Correlated at the moment, though nothing traveled through No message beats light-speed, that part still holds tight Call it a shared coin flip, decided together, made right
Tangled at a distance, joined before they ever left Tangled at a distance, no wire, no signal, no theft Of the speed limit built into the universe's law Just a correlation deeper than any thread we ever saw
Einstein called it spooky, wasn't sure it could be real Thought there had to be a hidden note, some secret deal Written in beforehand, but the tests came back and showed There's no hidden note at all, just the tangle itself, and it holds
Tangled at a distance, joined before they ever left Tangled at a distance, no wire, no signal, no theft You can't use it to talk, can't use it to send a call It's proof instead that the universe stays one whole thing after all
We build computers now trying to hold that tangle steady Colder than deep space, patient, careful, and ready Working inside the speed limit, using what's already true Two things, once close, staying part of each other clear through
