To Patents with Love. ISRC-CB-GWT-26-00244

Lyrics Those laboratory days are gone, Stirring mixtures till the dawn, Seeding crystals, watching dreams Take their shape in silent streams. From the bottom of my heart, The dream of invention had its start, Every flask and every flame Whispered softly, called my name. How could you throw away A lifetime built day by day? Like fast-food spoons and paper plates, As if a dream had no weight. The fine chemicals are gone, The last great dream has come undone, But I will try, I will go on, Even when the lab lights are gone. If you want patents, I will file, Across the world, across the miles, Let every letter rise and fly, With forty languages beneath the sky. The doors were closed, the books moved on, The benches emptied one by one, I sat alone in silence there, Remembering dreams once everywhere. The lab was gone, the work was through, But something in me still held true. A lifetime cannot disappear Just because the end is here. When one door closes in the night, Another calls me toward the light. What was lost cannot be denied, The knowledge still walks by my side. The fine chemicals are gone, The last great dream has come undone, But I will try, I will go on, Even when the lab lights are gone. If you want patents, I will file, Across the world, across the miles, Let every letter rise and fly, With forty languages beneath the sky. Time to close the books, One final look behind, The laboratory fades away, But not the dreams inside. The empire turns, The pages turn, A different road begins, From beakers and crystals To battles over claims, Where invention meets the law again. You gave your years to invention, I gave my heart to what I knew. Now the laboratory is silent, But the fight for ideas is not through. The lab is gone, but I go on, A different battle carries me along. I take my knowledge to the court, To defend the ideas worth fighting for. For every patent, every claim, For every inventor's precious name, Across the world, let justice shine, And bring the fruits of invention home in time. Patents with love, That's what remains, Through closing doors And changing names. From the laboratory To the courtroom lights, I carry invention Into the night. Patents with love, Across the world, Forty languages Into the wind unfurled. The lab is gone, The lab is gone, But patent lives on— Till the journey is done. The books may close, The lights may fade, But what we dreamed Will not be erased. Patents with love... I carry them on.

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