[Intro]
An electrical grid, a circuit in the dark
Biomagnetic waves, a measurable spark
Mind isn't localized inside the bone
I read the currents where energy is thrown
We are frequencies, voltage in the chest
A map of inflammation that monitors attest
[Verse One]
Grandmother’s door, porch plants by the gate
Mailbox entryway, three master suites wait
Singer sewing machine, glass balls in the light
Persian rug runs to the sofa just right
Fireplace corner, old books on the wall
Shakespeare and Churchill standing so tall
Silver and gold plate in cabinets stored
Rummy at the table where stables explored
From two years old to the horse on the lawn
Led into the washroom before day was gone
[Pre-Chorus]
They measure standard signals but miss the design
They cannot map currents running vertical in mine
Out of reach because it doesn't fit the chart
Blind to how science integrates in the heart
[Chorus]
I look past the surface where shadows fall
I read the voltage and decode it all
From historical matrix to rhythm of the spark
Walking through architecture glowing in the dark
Call it crazy but the circuit runs too deep
I control the vision and the spaces where I sleep
[Verse Two]
In '86 at Huntington, bright and freezing cold
Strychnine in the system took a sudden hold
"Losing her heart rate"—tunnel vision spread
Resuscitated three times from the dead
Woke up tied in ICU, restraints on tight
But consciousness was elsewhere through the night
Latchkey kid genius, Stanford Binnay score
Tested one-forty-eight, mind demanding more
Psychiatric data shows how hyper-flux aligns
Photographic pathways reading magnetic lines
Advanced projection where deep perception flows
Synaptic networks processing what physics shows
Doctor said it's normal, just a gifted brain
An intricate design navigating the pain
[Pre-Chorus]
They measure standard signals but miss the design
They cannot map currents running vertical in mine
Out of reach because it doesn't fit the chart
Blind to how science integrates in the heart
[Chorus]
I look past the surface where shadows fall
I read the voltage and decode it all
From historical matrix to rhythm of the spark
Walking through architecture glowing in the dark
Call it crazy but the circuit runs too deep
I control the vision and the spaces where I sleep
[Bridge]
If crowded rooms get heavy and static starts to scream
I leave the physical and step into a dream
I fly across mountains, wind upon my face
While the body stays completely still in space
Strokes and arrests could never break this mind
I comfort my healing with music and design
[Outro]
Just blocking it out...
Fields are quiet now.
Go wherever I want.
Let the noise fade away.
