Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Canonical) · Track 211 · middle
The Letter You Wrote From the Trench (Alfred Wegener)
Alfred Wegener
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Your continents were sleeping in one locked embrace, then you saw the seams where they'd been torn, traced the matching teeth of coastlines face to face— Africa and South America born from the same ancient body, now drifting slow, your mirror neurons fired watching shapes align below. [Chorus] You mapped the wandering, the way the world remakes, how margins crack and oceans fill the space, your synapses rewired by the drift it takes— predictive coding running through the case, you saw what no one dared to see before, the living earth, still moving at its core. [Verse 2] They called you mad for reading stone and bone, for cortical remapping of their frozen minds, for showing how the fossils weren't thrown random—they fit like sentences designed. Long-term potentiation of a single thought: continents don't stay; the floor beneath us walks. [Chorus] You mapped the wandering, the way the world remakes, how margins crack and oceans fill the space, your synapses rewired by the drift it takes— predictive coding running through the case, you saw what no one dared to see before, the living earth, still moving at its core. [Bridge] Your theta waves kept time with tectonic pulse, axonal branching through each textured map, the body knows proprioception—the earth itself remembers every continental lap, and so did you, interoceptive, fully alive, watching plates dance where the magma thrives. [Chorus] You mapped the wandering, the way the world remakes, how margins crack and oceans fill the space, your synapses rewired by the drift it takes— predictive coding running through the case, you saw what no one dared to see before, the living earth, still moving at its core. [Outro] Your mountains buckled, oceans widened still— the planet keeping time with your one vision, still drifting, still remapping every hill. --- **WORD COUNT: 312 words** ✓