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⸻ (Intro) (Heartbeat) Lub-dub. Lub-dub. Ten systems. One body. Billions of cells. Trillions of conversations. And somehow… One decision. (Static) Or is it? ⸻ (Verse 1) Skeleton standing like a cathedral frame Muscles pulling every lever in the game Nerves firing lightning through electric streets Blood moving cargo to impossible needs Lungs gather stories from the air outside Digestive rivers turn the world inside Hormones carry messages nobody can see Immune guards patrol every boundary Skin draws a border Reproductive seeds remain Ten kingdoms operating Under one name Yet nobody agrees On who’s in charge ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) The left says logic The right says art One counts numbers One follows heart A bridge spans over A river divided If everything’s already one Why was it provided? ⸻ (Chorus) Ten become one Or ten become none Who pulls the trigger When the choice is done? Who casts the vote When the mind is split? Who says “jump” And who commits? Ten become one Or ten become none Who decides? Who decides? Who decides? ⸻ (Verse 2) The eyes want beauty The stomach wants bread The heart wants passion The body wants bed The immune system whispers “Protect what remains” The endocrine floods Chemical rains Muscles seek comfort Bones seek support Nerves scream caution While desire says “go for it” Every system voting Every signal alive Yet somehow a single action Still arrives ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) If thought is a parliament And instincts are kings Who signs the order That moves all things? ⸻ (Chorus) Ten become one Or ten become none Who pulls the trigger When the choice is done? Who casts the vote When the mind is split? Who says “jump” And who commits? Ten become one Or ten become none Who decides? Who decides? Who decides? ⸻ (Bridge) The scientists point upward Toward neurons firing fast The mystics point inward Toward the witness that lasts The philosophers wonder If self is illusion The engineers study Patterns of fusion The poets ask softly A question instead Why build a bridge If the canyon is dead? Why join two hemispheres Across a divide? Unless something different Lives on each side ⸻ (Breakdown) (Heartbeat isolated) Lub-dub. Lub-dub. The left brain says: “I understand.” The right brain says: “I experience.” The body says: “I survive.” The heart says: “I belong.” The soul says: … (Long silence) ⸻ (Transformation Verse) Maybe the answer Was never command Maybe the self Isn’t a king with a hand Maybe it’s conductors Guiding a choir Not forcing the notes But shaping the fire Ten systems singing A living refrain Neither completely separate Nor exactly the same The bridge isn’t weakness The bridge isn’t repair The bridge is the evidence Two perspectives are there ⸻ (Final Chorus) Ten become one When harmony’s found Ten become none When the center falls down The vote never mattered Without something to hear The signal beneath Every thought and every fear Ten become one Ten become none But before every choice Before every voice Before every system Before every sun There remains the mystery Of the One ⸻ (Outro) (Heartbeat) Lub-dub. Ten systems. Two hemispheres. One body. Zero certainty. And still… Something listens. (Fade to silence)