[I. The Blackboard]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part I)

-8:49 this morning-

The dew of morning still glistens on the salt grass

That grows along the foundation of the old lighthouse

It isn't in active service anymore

But has been renovated to serve as a private dwelling

High in the tower inside

A young man is slumped on the floor in the corner of the room

Apparently in some kind of trance

Somebody has put a blanked over him

He is deadly pale, but the steady

Almost imperceptible rise and fall of his chest

Shows that he still clings to life

Standing next to him are a young woman and an older man

Both are obviously shocked and distressed

Their frequent glances toward the door

Give the impression that they're waiting

For someone who is yet to arrive

On the wall next to them is a blackboard

Covered with impenetrable mathematical equations

The older man is holding a crumpled piece of paper

It appears to be a note scribbled in haste by an unsteady hand

What follows here is the story of what happened...

Teacher:

Will we ever understand

This complex genius

This visionary thinker?

Will we ever get

This close again?

Uniting the forces

Of our universe?

Girl:

Will we ever understand

His isolation

Or his sense of wonder?

We will never get

This close again?

It's been too long

I think he's gone

[II. The Theory of Everything Part 1]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part II)

-11 years earlier-

The Father, a brilliant scientist

Has devoted his life to finding the Theory of Everything

The equation that will fully explain

And unite all physical forces of the universe

He's obsessively working day and night

Unaware that his wife and introverted son

Need far more attention that he has been giving them

The Mother has always supported her husband's scientific pursuits

But the strain of dealing with their asocial child's special needs

Has worn her down to the point of desperation

Father:

I'm so close to the answer!

A dazzling symphony

Of cosmic strings

I feel the pulse

Vibrating just out of reach

The music of space!

One single master equation

Unification of the great and small

I hear the notes

But the arrangement is wrong

I'm starting to doubt

But I can't give up now, I'm so near

Mother:

Can't you see

That I need you out here

And what about our boy?

I think he's got

Something to give

What secrets lie

Beyond these hollow eyes?

Father:

I'm sorry

You feel neglected

But it's clear

That you don't understand!

I'm aware

And I want to be there

I just need some more time

For the answer is blindingly near

Mother:

Are you trying to drive us away

Just when we need you most?

You might find

He's got something to give

What secrets lie

Beyond these eyes?

[III. Patterns]

(Instrumental)

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part III)

The son is so withdrawn because his mind is overwhelmed

By analyzing the chaotic stimuli of the world around him

And the mathematical patterns he sees in everything, even in nature

His brain seems to operate on a completely different level than other people's

There is something very special about him, indeed

[IV. The Prodigy's World]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part IV)

The Mother is determined to connect with the Prodigy

But he is completely unresponsive

He is simply incapable of relating to her emotionally

Even though on some level he wants to

Mother:

Talk to me!

Prodigy:

I know you're there

But I won't see you

I hear your voice

But it can't reach me

Mother:

Let me in!

Prodigy:

It all seems so trivial

In the scheme of things

Mother:

Talk to me!

Prodigy:

I feel your touch

But it can't move me

I hear your words

But they confuse me

Mother:

Let me in!

Prodigy:

It all comes to nothing

In the scheme of things

Patterns emerge

In nature's dance

Numbers are born

In the wheel of chance

Why do I see this?

What does it mean to me?

A grand design

In all its majesty

Vibrating strings

Quantum gravity

Why was I chosen?

What does it mean to me?

Tell me why!

[V. The Teacher's Discovery]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part V)

-7 years ago-

As the students work on a test in science class

A gust of wind from the open window

Blows a paper full of math equations off the Teacher's desk

Unnoticed by the teacher, it lands at the Prodigy's feet

Already having finished the test, he picks up the paper

His face lights up as he begins writing

Teacher:

I can't believe

This can't be true

How could you know?

I've tried to solve this

For as long as I recall

This is your work?

Be honest now

How did you do it?

I'm not angry, boy!

But I really need to know

Prodigy:

I'm sorry, sir

I can't explain

It's the way

I've always been

You see

The numbers just appear

Before my eyes

Rival:

Don't believe him, no!

He is envious!

I've felt it from the start

In every class

I've always been the genius

And he just wants to be like me

Don't let him deceive you

He's nothing but a fake

A sad pretender

Trying to take my place

Don't let him deceive you

He's nothing but a fake

A sad pretender

A total waste of space

[VI. Love and Envy]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part VI)

Why is the Rival constantly bullying the Prodigy?

And why is the Girl compelled to protect him?

Girl:

Why do you torment him

Are you jealous?

There must be a reason

You're so cruel

What have you got against him

Does he scare you?

What did he ever do to you?

Rival:

Oh no, I can't believe

You're falling for this loser

Oh no, I thought you knew

That I am so much cooler!

Girl:

Why do you despise him

Are you frightened?

Are you being driven

By your pride?

I think you feel threatened

By his brilliance

But still you admire him

Deep inside

Rival:

Oh no, I can't believe

You're falling for this loser

Oh no, I thought you knew

That I am so much cooler!

Oh no, I always thought

That we should be together

Oh no, I really think

That you can do so much better

[VII. Progressive Waves]

(Instrumental)

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part VII)

[VIII. The Gift]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part VIII)

The Teacher visits the Father

Bringing him surprising news about his son

Teacher:

I’m glad you could meet me

I’m here about your son

I’ve never seen a mind like his

Especially so young

He’s got a gift for numbers

Never known before

An outstanding genius

Who shouldn’t be ignored

Father:

You must be mistaken

He’s useless and he’s weak

I see no sign of genius

The boy can hardly speak

He just sits there lifeless

For hours at a time

No expression on his face

His eyes staring into space!

Teacher:

How can you

Be so heartless?

There must be so much more

That we can do

Father:

Who are you to judge me?

You don’t even know

What we’ve been through!

Teacher:

Just give him more attention

You’ll see there’s more to him

Than meets the eye

Father:

Fine, I’ll try to help the child

Better not be wasting my time!

[IX. The Eleventh Dimension]

(Instrumental)

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part IX)

[X. Inertia]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part X)

-5 years ago-

The Prodigy wants to improve his relationship with his Father

But doesn't know how to reach out

Prodigy:

Are you trying to drive me away

Just when I need you most?

I think I’ve got something to give

I just don’t know how...

[XI. The Theory of Everything Part 2]

Phase 1: The Singularity (Part XI)

The Mother and the Father agree to enlist

An outside expert to help with their son

But their motivations to do so couldn't be more different

Mother:

We need to take him to therapy

Help him function in society

Father:

It's worth a try, who knows...

He could help me complete

The Theory Of Everything

Mother & Father:

A future to build

A role to fulfill

Something to give

A reason to live