Coagulation Verse 1 The universe keeps pulling Everything into the fold Like forging iron in the fire Till the metal turns to gold Fold it over And over And over again Pressure makes the structure Purifies the skin The human heart wants coherence Wants something it can know Something it can recognize Something it can trust and hold So we gather around the familiar We circle what looks like us Fearful little creatures Trying to understand the dust But something immortal Is living underneath Chorus Coagulation Melding into one Black and white Light and dark Everything becoming something Coagulation Resistance has to bend The universe keeps pulling Everything back together again Verse 2 We’ve called it good and evil We’ve called it wrong and right We’ve called it black and white We’ve called it darkness and light Everything against itself Polarity and war But maybe every opposite Is showing us a door We build our little borders We protect what we call ours We guard our blood We guard our names We build our walls like towers But fear says “They’ll take something from you” And I say What could they take? If everything is moving And everything must change Chorus Coagulation Melding into one Black and white Light and dark Everything becoming something Coagulation Resistance has to bend The universe keeps pulling Everything back together again Verse 3 We’ve held onto our differences Like they’re all that we possess Protecting little kingdoms Calling separation strength But the longer that we cling To one side of the divide The more resistance builds The more the pressure multiplies Maybe that’s the lesson Maybe that’s the test Can you meet the other side Without needing to possess? Can you see another human Without turning them into fear? Can you let the boundaries soften Without disappearing here? Bridge Not black against white Not light against dark Not one against another But sparks creating sparks The tension creates movement The movement creates change The pieces that we separate Can rearrange Meld Fold Forge Become Different pieces One creation Breakdown Coagulate Let it move Let it mix Let it change You don’t have to lose yourself To make something new You don’t have to erase the difference To become something true The universe doesn’t ask us To remain divided It keeps applying pressure Until resistance is decided Final Chorus Coagulation Melding into one Black and white Light and dark Everything becoming something Coagulation The forging has begun Fold it over And over Till the separation’s done Coagulation Not erasure Transformation Not surrender Integration The universe keeps pulling Everything into relation Coagulation.
