[Intro – Glitchy synths; restless.]
(Tick, tick, tick...)
Signal in my head,
Running through the red.
Mind in motion.
[Verse 1 – Pulsing bass; focused.]
Every detail pulls me in,
Patterns underneath my skin.
Building worlds from scattered lines,
Losing track of space and time.
Thoughts connect and branch apart,
Drawing maps inside the dark.
Trying hard to make them clear,
Words disappear before they're here.
[Pre-Chorus – Rising synths; tense.]
Too fast.
Too slow.
Everywhere I wanna go.
Locked in.
Spun out.
Trying to drown the noise out.
[Chorus – Driving drums; euphoric.]
My mind's in motion,
Spinning through the night.
Chasing every signal,
Every flash of light.
My mind's in motion,
Never standing still.
Racing through a thousand thoughts
Beyond my own will.
[Post-Chorus – Looping synths; hypnotic.]
Round and round we go,
High and low.
Looping through the overflow.
(Hey, hey)
Mind in motion.
(Hey, hey)
No slowing down.
[Verse 2 – Layered synths; immersed.]
Hours vanish in a blink,
Following another link.
Perfect systems, endless schemes,
Living somewhere in between.
Then the room gets far too loud,
Every voice becomes a crowd.
Searching for a quieter place,
Trying to reset my space.
[Pre-Chorus – Rising synths; tense.]
Too bright.
Too much.
Everything at once to touch.
Tune in.
Tune out.
Trying to find another route.
[Chorus – Driving drums; euphoric.]
My mind's in motion,
Spinning through the night.
Chasing every signal,
Every flash of light.
My mind's in motion,
Never standing still.
Racing through a thousand thoughts
Beyond my own will.
[Post-Chorus – Looping synths; hypnotic.]
Round and round we go,
High and low.
Looping through the overflow.
(Hey, hey)
Mind in motion.
(Hey, hey)
No slowing down.
[Bridge – Ambient pads; reflective.]
Not broken.
Not wrong.
Just hearing a different song.
Different rhythms,
Different view.
Finding meaning others lose.
[Final Chorus – Soaring synths; triumphant.]
My mind's in motion,
Like a tidal wave.
Chaos and precision
Learning how to stay.
My mind's in motion,
Now I finally see.
Every piece of who I am
Belongs inside of me.
[Outro – Fading pads; calm.]
(Tick, tick, tick...)
Signals growing dim.
Still moving underneath.
Mind in motion.
Endlessly.
Dayzzz