[Intro] [Verse 1] i see a sliver of the light that falls a tiny slice behind these bedroom walls the drone flies out and sends back what it sees but qualia don't live in bodies, please they drift within a field outside of time [Verse 2] a writer sits and types a world at night dr. maya wakes and wonders at the sight she searches for the source behind the scene but writers live outside the printed screen the author breathes where no page can write [Pre-Chorus] six numbers set before the first star sparked a decimal, a hundred twenty dark if gravity had leaned a different way no sun, no us, no song to sing today [Chorus] we're tuning in to something vaster, deep a conscious field where all the feelings sleep the red you see was never yours or mine your neurons only catch the signal line [Verse 3] for thirteen billion years the cosmos spun with no one there to notice what was done no eye, no thought, no creature asking why the great monotony beneath the sky until a speck of dust said i am one [Verse 4] we share the code with chimps, a hair apart but something wired differently in heart a child draws beasts that never walked the ground while ai blends the shapes that it has found explanation beats the pattern's round [Pre-Chorus 2] knowledge is the scarcest thing around more rare than gold or dark matter's sound a rock exists, a banana too but neither asks what they are going through [Chorus] we're tuning in to something vaster, deep a conscious field where all the feelings sleep the red you see was never yours or mine your neurons only catch the signal line [Drop / Breakdown] set the rules place the seed watch it spread watch it bleed hydrogen waits machines collide factory stalls need a guide one small push from outside then it moves then it thrives [Solo Section] [Verse 5] the simulation runs on borrowed time a bootstrap function from a higher climb you need a job to get the needed proof but need the proof to get the job, in truth a deadlock breaks with one external rhyme [Bridge] the hard problem lingers in the air why does it feel like something's there no smaller piece can build the whole sensation consciousness and will need no translation [Chorus - Final] we're tuning in to something vaster, deep a conscious field where all the feelings sleep the red you see was never yours or mine your neurons only catch the signal line [Outro] thirteen billion years of silent space just to reach this tiny place and if we woke on day one would we ever see the sun the wait was long but now we've begun
