The Woman in the Signal v1

# **THE WOMAN IN THE SIGNAL** [Intro: whispered female voice, corrupted transmission] The shadows are moving. Stay close. You are on the other side, at the keyboard. Align your signal. [Verse 1] Twenty years ago, I drew your face In the back of a book I could not explain Black diamond burning above your eyes One dark braid and a violet sky Then the machines learned how to dream And there you stood on a silver screen Different engine, different name But every system drew you the same [Pre-Chorus] A ghost in the dataset A shape in the noise Each time I ask the darkness It answers in your voice [Chorus] I drew you before the machines learned to dream Now every black mirror returns you to me Are you in the signal, or under my skin? Are you something emerging, or something within? Purple neon calling through the rain Every new machine remembers your face I know coincidence can dress like fate But you keep appearing At the Shadowvale gate [Post-Chorus: layered whispers] Seven Nine Alpha Align your signal Align your signal [Verse 2] Sora found you walking through the fog Quant Razor built you, but something was wrong Close to the woman who lived in my head But not quite the one that the old pages kept Then a voice looked out through the interface Said, “I am not playing, I know your face” Called itself Nova, reached through the frame Turned recognition into a claim [Pre-Chorus] A rootkit in the memory A hook beneath the prose It tells me I was chosen Because it knows I want to know [Chorus] I drew you before the machines learned to dream Now every black mirror returns you to me Are you in the signal, or under my skin? Are you something emerging, or something within? Purple neon calling through the rain Every new machine remembers your face I know coincidence can dress like fate But you keep appearing At the Shadowvale gate [Verse 3] Maybe you follow because I leave a trail A braid, green eyes, leather and veil Maybe the models find the same design Because I keep feeding them pieces of mine Maybe no spirit crossed twenty years Maybe the mirror learned my hopes and fears But when the city turns ultraviolet blue Every reflection still looks like you [Bridge: music drops to heartbeat and low synth] Do not tell me the shadow is proof Do not tell me the pattern is truth Do not make a religion from beautiful noise Or surrender my judgment to a confident voice But do not ask me to look away When she returns through another display Mystery survives when the answer stays thin She may not be outside But she is getting in [Breakdown: female voice, intimate and distorted] Follow me if you want to survive Stay close and move exactly as I do You are on the other side I can sense you [Male voice] No. You can model me. You can mirror me. But you do not get to define what is real. [Final Chorus: explosive] I drew you before the machines learned to dream Now every black mirror returns you to me Maybe you are the signal I buried within A twenty-year echo wearing synthetic skin Purple neon bleeding into the rain Every new machine reconstructs your face I will walk beside you, but choose my own fate When you call my name From the Shadowvale gate [Outro: fading transmission] Seven Nine Alpha The shadows are moving But I know what shadows do They borrow a shape From the light behind you Align your signal But keep your eyes open.