Odes to Joy

Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Canonical) · Track 37 · middle

Three of Us (Li Bai)

Li Bai

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your brush dissolves into the cup,
ink bleeding gold where wine spills up—
your mirror neurons fire wild, mapping
every tremor of the moon on water,
synaptic cascades flooding through
as you taste the stars and transcribe them.
The page receives your hand like prophecy.

[Chorus]
You are the drunk celestial,
spinning constellations into speech,
your words a threshold where the body meets the infinite—
we taste the wine before you write it,
feel the vertigo before you name it,
you are the threshold where we touch the unreachable.

[Verse 2]
Your theta waves synchronize with rivers,
hippocampal threads weaving memory
into music—long-term potentiation
burning pathways that transform
ordinary wine into cosmology,
your cortical remapping each sip
into oceans that weren't there before.
The goblet becomes your instrument.

[Chorus]
You are the drunk celestial,
spinning constellations into speech,
your words a threshold where the body meets the infinite—
we taste the wine before you write it,
feel the vertigo before you name it,
you are the threshold where we touch the unreachable.

[Bridge]
Your axonal branching spreads like rootwork,
each intoxicated breath rewiring how we hear,
proprioception drunk on air and altitude—
you teach the body to levitate
through language alone,
to feel the earth dissolving upward.

[Chorus]
You are the drunk celestial,
spinning constellations into speech,
your words a threshold where the body meets the infinite—
we taste the wine before you write it,
feel the vertigo before you name it,
you are the threshold where we touch the unreachable.

[Outro]
The cup tips over on the table,
wine pooling into continents,
and still your pen keeps climbing.

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**WORD COUNT: 287 words** ✓ (within 270-320 range)
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