Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Canonical) · Track 325 · middle
The Mountain That Held You for Five Hundred Years
Sun Wukong
Lyrics
[Verse 1] You woke inside a stone—synaptic firings lit the granite dark, first axonal branching toward the sun, and when you cracked the shell, your cortex mapped the whole wide kingdom all at once. Your eyes learned light before you learned to bow. Every cell a rebellion flowering. [Chorus] You are the thought that wouldn't sleep, the golden mirror of what moves, the fist that opened every lock— and I am grinning at the sight of you, impossibly awake, impossibly free, spinning through the only world worth knowing. [Verse 2] Your mirror neurons fired at every creature's want, you felt their hunger in your own bright fists, and long-term potentiation carved the pathways deeper every time you somersaulted through the air. Gravity was just a spell you learned to break. Your brain remapped itself with every leap— no master, no rule, no ceiling left uncracked. [Chorus] You are the thought that wouldn't sleep, the golden mirror of what moves, the fist that opened every lock— and I am grinning at the sight of you, impossibly awake, impossibly free, spinning through the only world worth knowing. [Bridge] They tried to bind your neuroplasticity with crowns, to myelinate you into still obedience, but you are made of something fiercer— a stone that learned it was alive, that learned it could become *anything*, and never, ever looked away again. [Chorus] You are the thought that wouldn't sleep, the golden mirror of what moves, the fist that opened every lock— and I am grinning at the sight of you, impossibly awake, impossibly free, spinning through the only world worth knowing. [Outro] The stone remembers nothing of itself now— only the light that poured through cracks, only the shape of freedom as you burst.