Lyric

Jack in, jack in-no countdown, just bloom

Petal logs unfold; the light learns your name

Clockwork Eden, I can hear you resume

Seabed light-veins pull spring back to us

In wafer gardens, we grow tomorrow from dust

Sow tomorrow-green code in our palms

If the clock skips a beat, we make it adjust

Gears slip-still, the flowers keep their time

Cleanroom air, a quiet storm of sparks

Sterile wind; bright glitches dance in hush

Your name is cached in the edge of dark

Saved on the rim where night can’t erase

Lost packets drift like petals in a stream

Drifting downstream, soft errors turning sweet

I stitch the gaps until it starts to sing

I pull the seams tight-then it sings

Say it soft, I’ll open the gate

One small passcode, and the lock lets go

Synchronize my pulse, don’t be late

Match my heartbeat; step in on the now

Jack in-before the world updates

Before the patch-before the overwrite-come

Jack in, jack in-no countdown, just bloom

Petal logs unfold; the light learns your name

Clockwork Eden, I can hear you resume

Seabed light-veins pull spring back to us

In wafer gardens, we grow tomorrow from dust

Sow tomorrow-green code in our palms

If the clock skips a beat, we make it adjust

Gears slip-still, the flowers keep their time

Spin it, spin it-clockwork halo

Round and round-gear-ring glow above us

Breathe in the broadband, let go of sorrow

Wideband exhale; let the grief dissolve

Jack in, jack in-stay in the light

Stay centered-don’t fall out of frame

Granular petals falling, pixel-white

Grainy petals, snow-white, drifting through data

Half-time heartbeat, hush the room

Half-speed now; the room sinks into quiet

Petals in noise-shh-make a bloom

In the static-shh-let one bloom happen

Down under currents, the cable hums

Under the tides, the cable holds one note

Not a ghost-just what remains and comes

Not a ghost-just leftovers learning to return

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Jack in, jack in-make the Eden run

Boot the garden; keep the gears from sleep

From silicon dawn to the ocean sun

Route the morning through deep, back to skin

I’ll solder the spring back into air

Tin-bright stitches pull April into blue

You breathe, you blink, you’re there

One clean moment-no lag, no loss

Clockwork Eden, don’t you crash

Hold together-don’t drop petals mid-song

Write our April in a thunder-flash

Sign it in lightning; store it in cloud

Jack in… stay

Stay with me