Lyric

Midnight formulas collapse

I rewrite causes in the past

Every value looks precise

Yet nothing holds, nothing aligns

I measured breaths, I counted time

Defined the edge between the lines

Each proof I tried to certify

Dissolves the moment I apply

I translated feeling into terms

Reduced it down to what I learned

But something vital didn’t bind

An empty symbol wearing “I”

I’m off the line, I’m out of phase

The constant bends, the axis breaks

I keep my balance just to stay

Inside this quiet deviation

I reach for truth, it fractures me

Each answer fights consistency

I’m not erased, I’m just displaced

A perfectly imperfect deviation

Reflections lose their symmetry

Cause and effect won’t answer me

I split my heart to variables

Still can’t compute the interval

I thought if I could name the pain

It wouldn’t propagate again

But language fails to hold the weight

And leaves me partially unchanged

If I remove the variables

Do I become controllable?

Or am I merely evidence

Of flaws the system won’t correct

I’m off the line, I’m out of phase

The constant bends, the axis breaks

I keep my balance just to stay

Inside this quiet deviation

I reach for truth, it fractures me

Each answer fights consistency

I’m not erased, I’m just displaced

A perfectly imperfect deviation