Circuitry of Calm

Lyrics

[Intro]
In this room, beige walls at dawn,
Center for Healthy Minds, Madison, 7 AM sharp.
You, my EEG cap, wires like vines on my scalp.

[Verse 1]
Richard Davidson, born December 12, 1951,
whispers through these electrodes,
his words from 2012: the brain shaped by what we do.
I feel you pressing lightly, dozens of sensors,
capturing the calm I chase.
Outside the window, pale light filters in,
as I sit on this navy-blue cushion, edges frayed from years.

[Chorus]
Circuitry of calm, unfolding in gray matter,
like Sara Lazar found in 2011, Harvard scans showing density.
You measure the shift, alpha waves rising,
tingling in my fingertips, that strange secret flow.
Breathe in the chamomile scent, steep it slow.

[Verse 2]
Cool at 68 degrees, inside the fMRI hum,
that mechanical lullaby wrapping around me.
Davidson's study from 2003, immune sparks from stillness.
You, cap of wires, trail like thoughts untangling,
addressing the chaos, one pulse at a time.
Participants unnamed, their breaths my echo.

[Bridge]
No fight here, just observation,
the hippocampus thickening, as Lazar mapped.
Fingertips buzz, blood rushing in quiet victory.
This tool, you, bridging mind to machine.

[Verse 3]
Early morning, 6:30 AM sessions,
aligning with the sun's first pull.
Disinfectant mixes with lavender earth,
as I settle, you crown me with calm.
From subjects to scans, the missing voices hum.

[Chorus]
Circuitry of calm, unfolding in gray matter,
like Sara Lazar found in 2011, Harvard scans showing density.
You measure the shift, alpha waves rising,
tingling in my fingertips, that strange secret flow.
Breathe in the chamomile scent, steep it slow.

[Outro]
And in this wiring, we rewrite the storm.