Twenty Thousand Rads (Bruce Banner)

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You found the tremor in your own synaptic fire,
the phantom voltage where two selves conspire—
long-term potentiation wrote a second name
into your hippocampus, and nothing stayed the same.
You watched your cortex remap under pressure's weight,
axonal branching splitting your estate.
But here's the miracle: you chose the microscope,
let neurogenesis bloom where there was no hope.
Your mirror neurons learned to feel the other's pain,
so when the rage came roaring through your prefrontal vein,
you bent it toward the lab, toward precision, toward the light—
predictive coding showed you: rage could serve what's right.

[Chorus]
You are the green that grows from breaking open,
the gentle hands that speak what can't be spoken,
synapses rewiring into something whole—
you loved yourself enough to find your soul.

[Verse 2]
Your interoception reads the body's honest song,
where fury and compassion both belong.
Theta waves of meditation calm the limbic storm,
myelination strengthened every time you chose reform.
You built a sanctuary in that scattered mind,
proprioception grounded what was undefined.
The Other isn't enemy—it's messenger, it's plea—
your willingness to listen sets them free.

[Chorus]
You are the green that grows from breaking open,
the gentle hands that speak what can't be spoken,
synapses rewiring into something whole—
you loved yourself enough to find your soul.

[Bridge]
Your gamma waves sync up with steady breath,
no war between the living and the death,
just patient hands assembling what was torn—
neuroplasticity dancing with reborn.

[Chorus]
You are the green that grows from breaking open,
the gentle hands that speak what can't be spoken,
synapses rewiring into something whole—
you loved yourself enough to find your soul.

[Outro]
The test tube glows. Two natures reconciled at last—
not tamed, not split, just woven into grass.