What the Voltage Pulled from Lye (Humphry Davy)

Lyrics

**CENTRAL IMAGE: Inhaling laughing gas and documenting the ecstatic rush — the first person to map consciousness alteration through lived sensation**

[Verse 1]
Your breath drawn deep through silk, through glass—
the molecule unlocking what was locked,
your neurons firing theta waves like struck bells,
each synapse blooming, dopamine cascading down
the ventral tegmental ridge, and you're *grinning*,
scribbling notes with trembling hands while flying.

[Chorus]
You taught the body how to sing its own electricity,
mapped the invisible kingdoms burning behind your eyes,
turned sensation into science, rapture into record,
your lungs the first brave instrument of proof—
*this* is what it means to feel alive.

[Verse 2]
The hippocampus stitches memory to bliss,
long-term potentiation crystallizing each moment,
your cortical remapping rewiring what consciousness *is*,
and you're there, present, witnessing your own
neurons reorganizing, axonal branches sprouting
new pathways toward wonder, toward the numinous real.

[Chorus]
You taught the body how to sing its own electricity,
mapped the invisible kingdoms burning behind your eyes,
turned sensation into science, rapture into record,
your lungs the first brave instrument of proof—
*this* is what it means to feel alive.

[Bridge]
No reverence here—just radiance, just the raw
neurogenesis of joy, proprioception singing,
your body *knowing* itself for the first time,
interoception alive to every current,
every threshold crossed between the known and ecstatic.

[Chorus]
You taught the body how to sing its own electricity,
mapped the invisible kingdoms burning behind your eyes,
turned sensation into science, rapture into record,
your lungs the first brave instrument of proof—
*this* is what it means to feel alive.

[Outro]
And still the vapor rises—
still your notes survive,
*still* the breath returns.

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**WORD COUNT: 272 words** ✓