The Driveway in Lake Forest Park

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You bent the future backward into now,
your mind a corridor of branching paths,
each synapse firing what could be, what must—
the impossible made flesh in footnotes, marginalia, breath.
You lived the questions before they asked themselves,
your hands the proof: ink bleeding into worlds
that hadn't learned to dream themselves alive yet.

[Chorus]
Your neurons mapped the unmappable,
cortical lightning striking through the dark,
you taught the unborn how to speak in tongues
that hadn't trembled on a single tongue yet—
oh, the futures you held in your palms,
the futures you held in your palms.

[Verse 2]
Long-term potentiation: each story strengthened
the synaptic pathways between now and then,
your hippocampus consolidating visions,
turning nightmare into navigation chart.
You wrote with the precision of a surgeon
rewiring what we thought we couldn't change—
xenogenesis, parable, the architecture of survival.

[Chorus]
Your neurons mapped the unmappable,
cortical lightning striking through the dark,
you taught the unborn how to speak in tongues
that hadn't trembled on a single tongue yet—
oh, the futures you held in your palms,
the futures you held in your palms.

[Bridge]
Mirror neurons firing in the reader's brain,
your words remapping their proprioceptive space,
showing them the shape of who they'd become
when chaos came to dinner uninvited—
not prediction but permission: you could endure,
you could adapt, you could become.

[Chorus]
Your neurons mapped the unmappable,
cortical lightning striking through the dark,
you taught the unborn how to speak in tongues
that hadn't trembled on a single tongue yet—
oh, the futures you held in your palms,
the futures you held in your palms.

[Outro]
Your pages still conduct the electricity,
still rewire every reader's reaching mind—
the future hasn't stopped arriving yet.

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**WORD COUNT: 288 words** ✓