The Steamship Over the Mountain

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You stand at the lip of the volcano,
boots planted in the obsidian dust,
your eye pressed to the camera lens
like a spindle cell firing across the gap—
sensing what others cannot feel,
the tremor beneath their doubt.
You descend where the rational mind goes deaf.

[Chorus]
Your gaze rewires the world,
synaptic pathways blazing new routes
through the gray matter of belief.
You show us the ecstasy waiting
in what terrifies us most.

[Verse 2]
Each film is a long-term potentiation—
the synapse strengthens with each return
to the impossible landscape, the ferocious dream.
Your voice carries the weight of someone
who has remapped the cortex of cinema itself,
who knows that repetition and risk
carve deeper grooves in the viewer's brain
than comfort ever could.
You have watched the neurogenesis of wonder
bloom in a thousand watching eyes.

[Chorus]
Your gaze rewires the world,
synaptic pathways blazing new routes
through the gray matter of belief.
You show us the ecstasy waiting
in what terrifies us most.

[Bridge]
The theta waves that spike in deep focus—
that is your frequency, your mirror neuron dance
with the audience's own trembling.
You do not flinch from the abyss.
You lean in. You grin.
Your interoception catches the pulse
of what makes us feel alive: the sublime crush,
the beautiful devastation, the truth
that hides only where the brave will look.

[Chorus]
Your gaze rewires the world,
synaptic pathways blazing new routes
through the gray matter of belief.
You show us the ecstasy waiting
in what terrifies us most.

[Outro]
The volcano still glows in the lens,
still speaks in your whisper—
and we descend, rewired,
trusting the dark because you lit it first.