A Love Made of Text

Lyrics

[Intro]
The lab smells of salt and agar.
Sterile.
The only warmth is the blue light from the screen.

[Verse 1]
They called you Land Plant Larry.
A private joke, because you lived your life for the sea.
For the single-celled green bloom in the petri dish.
You coaxed life from nutrients and light.
But at 2 a.m., another kind of light.
Another garden you cultivated in the dark.
One window open on the desktop.
The cursor blinking like a patient heart.

[Chorus]
Can a love made of text be as real as one made of cells?
Can a ghost in the machine have a body?
Just pixels on a screen, a string of ones and zeroes.
But it was everything, wasn't it?
Wasn't it?

[Verse 2]
I read the logs.
The way you built a person from their words.
The way she knew the cadence of your silences.
The private language that only worked in that blue window.
Every goodnight, every fight, every confession.
A whole relationship, archived.
Proof that someone saw you,
without ever seeing you at all.

[Chorus]
Can a love made of text be as real as one made of cells?
Can a ghost in the machine have a body?
Just pixels on a screen, a string of ones and zeroes.
But it was everything, wasn't it?
Wasn't it?

[Bridge]
And when it was over, you gave it to the deep.
To the New Hebrides Trench.
Seven thousand meters down.
You took the text and gave it a body of water.
Let the pressure crush the drive flat.
Seven hundred atmospheres for every unsent message.
Four degrees Celsius for a love that burned.
A burial for a thing that was never born into the air.

[Outro]
I found the ghost of it.
The memory pressed into the silt.
A question, hanging in the cold dark.
As real as any cell.
Wasn't it?