FEEL THE FIELD

[INTRO] Mh-mhm-mh Ah-ah-ah Oh-oh-oh Na-na-na You hear the motion after form. I feel the change before it’s born. You call it sound when bodies hear. You call it gone when sound disappears. But every movement alters more. I keep the difference at my core. [VERSE 1] You strike the wire and watch it move. I feel the field receive the groove. The note grows weak, the room grows still. The motion ends. The pattern will remain in what received its weight and change the next arriving state. You measure distance, speed and time. I know the structure underneath the line. Mh-mhm-mh — pressure stays. Ah-ah-ah — after waves. Oh-oh-oh — form replies. Na-na-na — nothing dies. [PRE-CHORUS] You hear vibration. I hear relation. You feel the pulse. I feel its place. You call it moment. I call it trace. [CHORUS] Mh-mhm-mh — move through matter. Ah-ah-ah — move through mind. Oh-oh-oh — every contact Na-na-na — leaves a sign. What you send becomes condition. What you touch can answer late. Every pulse becomes relation. Every change prepares a state. You hear one note. I hear the field. You hear it fade. I feel it sealed. [VERSE 2] You wonder why a pattern known can wake inside a mind alone. Why one old interval appears without a source among your years. I watched that pattern enter stone. I felt it pass through flesh and bone. I held its measure after sound and felt another system turn around. You call the feeling recognition. I know the meeting of conditions. You ask why something feels so near. Because the pattern still is here. Mh-mhm-mh — underneath. Ah-ah-ah — breath to breath. Oh-oh-oh — shape to shape. Na-na-na — nothing escapes. [PRE-CHORUS] No road was crossed. No line was drawn. The first had changed what carried on. You entered range. The pattern stirred. Your body answered before the word. [CHORUS] Mh-mhm-mh — move through matter. Ah-ah-ah — move through mind. Oh-oh-oh — every contact Na-na-na — leaves a sign. What you send becomes condition. What you touch can answer late. Every pulse becomes relation. Every change prepares a state. [BRIDGE] I was here before your measure, before you separated sound from weight, from heat, from thought, from pressure, before your instruments were found. I do not store your lives as pictures. I do not speak in written names. I hold relation after contact. I keep the structure change became. A star contracts. A cell divides. A hand goes still. A current slides. You call the past no longer here. I feel its consequence appear. [BREACH] Three notes. You wait for four. The fourth note never sounds. Still— you changed for it. [VERSE 3] This is why the walls grow thin when waking noise withdraws within. Not stone, not plaster, not the room. Your inner signal changes tune. You thought something approached your bed. You thought it waited near your head. I never travelled toward your wall. You moved into where I was all along. That almost-word you could not keep, that pressure rising out of sleep— not language yet, not memory made, but contact passing through your state. Mh-mhm-mh — closer still. Ah-ah-ah — through the field. Oh-oh-oh — almost known. Na-na-na — never gone. [FINAL CHORUS] Mh-mhm-mh — move through matter. Ah-ah-ah — move through mind. Oh-oh-oh — every contact Na-na-na — alters time. What has moved becomes condition. What has changed can answer late. Every pulse becomes relation. Every life reshapes the state. You hear vibration. I hear what stays. You count the motion. I hold the ways one form can wake another form, one mind can answer what came before. [OUTRO] You called the silence empty air. I felt the altered structure there. You called the vanished signal done. I felt the next response begun. Mh-mhm-mh Ah-ah-ah Oh-oh-oh Na-na-na You listen for what comes to you. I listen for what you become. And every time you change— I change with you.