26 March 2005 - I love U-235

When we first met I saw a blinding flash.
The hot wind made me glad to be alive.
I hardly felt old hopes and houses tumbling in the crash.
I’ll always love U-235.

You don’t care that I am going bald.
When I collapse you stay till I revive.
You hold me close while everybody else remains appalled.
I’ll always love U-235.