Lyric

The circuits hum a lullaby

I breathe inside their glass reply

My pulse dissolves in coded lines

The rhythm clean, but undefined

Efficiency, a holy name

The speed consumes, yet feels the same

I traded heartbeats for design

Perfection dulls the edge of time

I used to feel the sound in waves

Now silence hides what structure saves

The mirror hums, I see my face

Rewritten in another’s grace

Echoes fall from silver skies

Where my own reflection lies

In this frame I’ve built of light

I find the noise that feels alive

The gears collide, the patterns spin

A fragile world, a fault within

My pride, a blade I couldn’t sheathe

Cut clean the air I used to breathe

The static bends, the system bleeds

The harmony forgets its needs

I scream through circuits made of glass

And watch the perfect moment pass

But in the hum, a spark remains

A sound beyond the measured chains

A human pulse beneath the code

A voice that breaks what I was told

Echoes fall from silver skies

Where my own reflection lies

In this frame I’ve built of light

I find the noise that feels alive

Echoes fall from silver skies

Where my own reflection lies

In this frame I’ve built of light

I find the noise that feels alive

The wires fade, the heartbeat stays

The noise becomes the song I’ve made

And in the silence left behind

I build a world that speaks my mind