Strange New Element

He invented the something that led to the else
When his books got too heavy, he discovered a shelf
He's thinking too clearly
He's taking command
He separates compounds so he understands

But he did not repent, love
And he did not invent this love
Or the strange new element that it's become

He's testing his theory, he's taking a stand
I'm holding my breath while he's holding her hand
It's like a walk after midnight through November snow
There are some simple equations that he'll never know
But he did not repent, love