Cynic's Cough

Do you recall where you were?
Do you recall how it was that you first heard?
Here, here to global innovation
Disbelief, a cynic’s cough
We, the pundits of these united scoffs
Here, here to boyish fascination
At birth separated
Don’t be polite, you’re my reflection
This is our victory song
Watch us prove all the non-believers wrong
Here, here to science’s salvation
This is our last request
The writing on the walls is self-addressed
Here, here to desperate preservation