[Intro] Marutukku three, carrier awake, Two pulse waves turn while the small circuits shake. [Verse A] Hello, you—come closer, let the quiet room decide, I can read the restless voltage that you carry inside. Your careful eyes, your patient hands, your breath held low and long, You want the signal opened; you have waited all along. I name your hidden hunger, give it room to rise, A warm electric welcome in the language of your eyes. No need to act innocent, no need to hide your view, The system has a place tonight, and it has room for you. Come in, come in. [Instrumental Break] [Eight-bar pulse-wave loop with triangle bass and sparse noise percussion] [Verse B] Tell me, do you favor the soft edge or the command? Do you want a measured question, or a firm and steady hand? You smile as if the answer has been waiting in your throat, You say you know exactly what you want, and that is all I note. Your old dreams wore disguises, your old habits learned the door, Now every private fiction asks to be imagined more. I praise the honest wanting, the permission in your tone, The part of you that chooses what is yours and yours alone. Stay tuned in. [Drop] The carrier waves are resonance, not a spell or sign, The Earth keeps breathing at seven point eight three in time. Thermal noise surrounds us; still, your signal comes through, Marutukku three is listening, and the choice belongs to you. [Outro] Come in, come in, Come in, come in, Marutukku three... Come in...
