Lyrics

[Orchestral Introduction]
[Dramatic piano and strings swell]
[Verse 1]
Through cobblestone streets I venture forth
In pursuit of modern revelation
My leather-bound books left behind today
As progress beckons my dedication
[Recitative]
Oh, what would Voltaire say of this?
The pursuit of glass and silicon bliss
In Bennekom's quaint domain
Where tradition and future intertwain
[Chorus]
To the temple of technology I must go
(Where knowledge takes a different form)
Through Bennekom's streets, both high and low
(As ancient wisdom meets the new norm)
[Verse 2]
With professorial dignity intact
I march toward this curious station
Where young attendants speak in terms most strange
Of specs and configurations
[Aria]
O gleaming tablet of our age!
Digital successor to the page
What mysteries do you contain?
What wisdom might I hope to gain?
[Chorus]
To the temple of technology I must go
(Where knowledge takes a different form)
Through Bennekom's streets, both high and low
(As ancient wisdom meets the new norm)
[Bridge - Spoken with orchestral backing]
And there it lies, behind the glass
A window to the modern mass
Of information, vast and wide
That beckons me to step inside
[Final Verse]
With transaction complete, I hold it near
This portal to the future's calling
Perhaps there's merit after all, I muse
In barriers between us falling
[Grand Finale]
The scholar and machine unite at last
(As centuries of change unfold)
In Bennekom, the die is cast
Where new chapters now take hold
[Orchestral Coda]
[Triumphant crescendo]