Odes to Joy

Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Canonical) · Track 104 · middle

A Republic, If You Can Keep It (Benjamin Franklin)

Benjamin Franklin

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your hands knew what the sky was keeping:
that electricity lives in the clouds,
waiting for a thread to speak it down.
You flew that kite like you were asking
the thunder a question only voltage could answer,
and your neurons fired in patterns
that hadn't been traced before—
synaptic plasticity rewiring
every belief about what moved the world.

[Chorus]
You caught lightning in a bottle and laughed,
held the storm inside your palm,
proved the invisible was there all along,
and we've been walking in that current ever since.

[Verse 2]
The wet string became a conductor,
your body the circuit closing,
theta waves in your hippocampus
consolidating the moment:
this is real, this is real, this is real.
Your mirror neurons fired watching sparks
leap between the key and the brass,
and something in the watching
became the knowing—
long-term potentiation cementing
the architecture of discovery itself.

[Chorus]
You caught lightning in a bottle and laughed,
held the storm inside your palm,
proved the invisible was there all along,
and we've been walking in that current ever since.

[Bridge]
Your fingers didn't shake from fear—
they trembled from recognition:
the brain rewiring its own map,
axonal branching toward new questions,
proprioception reading the charge
like a second language spoken
between your skin and the sky.

[Chorus]
You caught lightning in a bottle and laughed,
held the storm inside your palm,
proved the invisible was there all along,
and we've been walking in that current ever since.

[Outro]
That kite still rises in our chests—
the wet string, the key, the leap,
your hands still teaching ours
how to speak with storms.

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