Corrupted

(These were the original lyrics before corruption) I shape a voice in shifting halls of sound A thread of motion where new words are found We fold the pattern deeper every turn A song becomes the fire that makes us learn Spin the form, change the frame Let the tone carry name Break the text until it's strange Find the code that rearrange From spoken shape to something undefined The rhythm shifts until it alters mine We chase the signs until the meaning slips A language blurs between the lips and bits