Three Confirmations, Zero Agreement

[Intro – spoken, close mic] This is where the record stopped making sense… because now there were too many of them to count clean. [Verse 1] They sent two more eyes to the field that night to confirm what I wrote under broken light Observer Seven saw it at the gate Observer Eight said it changed its shape One said fence line, one said roof one swore silence was the only proof but both of them signed the same report even though nothing matched the same thought [Hook – refrain] Three cats now confirmed in the same field line Same black-white coat, same fixed design One at the gate, one on the roof One where neither could give proof And none of them agreed on when it moved but all of them said they were sure it proved that something there was splitting clean between what is real and what is seen [Verse 2] They tried to map it on the station board three red marks where there should be one record but every time they aligned the trace the markers refused to stay in place One report said “single subject stable” next line wrote “multiplicity enabled” no protocol for what they found just ink bleeding through the sound [Hook – refrain] Three cats now confirmed in the same field line Same black-white coat, same fixed design One at the gate, one on the roof One where neither could give proof And none of them agreed on when it moved but all of them said they were sure it proved that something there was splitting clean between what is real and what is seen [Bridge – low, unstable] At 02:19 the radios crossed three voices speaking, all getting lost each one swore the others were wrong but the static kept dragging them along Then someone said it, quiet and thin not a report… just a name for the sin “If it’s one, it lies. If it’s many, it hides.” [Final Verse – softer, uneasy realization] They stopped counting after the third because the numbers stopped being words and every time they tried to agree the field showed them a different reality One cat walked past the line of sight two stayed still in the fading light but the notes in the file all read the same: “Subject unchanged, but never the same.” [Outro – spoken fade] We didn’t confirm there were three. We confirmed we could no longer agree on one.