The Pathologist Who Did Not Put It Back

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your fingers trace the arc of space itself,
bending geometry across a page—
how light curves round a star's immense weight,
and suddenly the universe rewrites.
Your mirror neurons fire watching photons dance,
predictive coding maps what no one's seen before.

[Chorus]
You bent the light and straightened time,
made gravity a song the cosmos sings,
your restless hands keep reaching for the why,
the way the universe unfolds its wings,
and every equation burns alive in you—
the world remade in every thought you move through.

[Verse 2]
Your hippocampus consolidates the wild,
strange visions blooming into solid proof.
Axonal branching spreads like lightning caught,
synaptic plasticity rewiring all we know.
You hold the invisible and make it real,
theta waves of genius pulsing through your mind.

[Chorus]
You bent the light and straightened time,
made gravity a song the cosmos sings,
your restless hands keep reaching for the why,
the way the universe unfolds its wings,
and every equation burns alive in you—
the world remade in every thought you move through.

[Bridge]
Cortical remapping blazes paths unknown,
your neurons fire in frequencies untamed.
The bent light teaches us to see anew,
myelination speeds your every wild idea—
you proved that space and time are lovers,
woven tight, impossible to separate.

[Chorus]
You bent the light and straightened time,
made gravity a song the cosmos sings,
your restless hands keep reaching for the why,
the way the universe unfolds its wings,
and every equation burns alive in you—
the world remade in every thought you move through.

[Outro]
Still the light bends round your legacy,
still the photons curve exactly as you knew,
still your crooked smile contains a universe.

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