Hey Brain!

Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey brain, it's me again.
In this cluttered office, Toronto, 2010.
Late morning light slants through the window.

[Verse 1]
You're sitting there on the desk,
that worn-out plastic model,
split in half like an open secret.
Norman Doidge wrote about you in 2007,
said you're an open system, changing itself.
I pick you up, feel the cool ridges under my fingers,
the cortex mapped in cheap polymer.
Barbara Arrowsmith-Young would approve,
her school right here, flashcards scattered like fallen leaves.

[Chorus]
Hey brain, wake up and play.
Let's solve these geometric puzzles,
balancing on that wobbly board you hate.
Neuroplasticity isn't just a word,
it's you rewiring in the quiet hours.
Feel the pull, the quirky stretch,
mind and body tangled in the game.

[Verse 2]
Smell the whiteboard markers, sharp and chemical,
mixed with old books on the shelf.
It's 11:15 AM, air at 68 degrees,
chilly enough for the desk heater's hum.
I spin you slowly, watching the halves part,
revealing what we can fix with playful effort.
Those unnamed students, their small victories,
Patient X mastering memory games in shadows.

[Bridge]
Don't hide in fog, brain.
Harness the power, like Barbara said in 2012.
Target the weaknesses, turn them to strengths.
A half-eaten granola bar fuels the session,
beeps from the computer software counting wins.

[Chorus]
Hey brain, wake up and play.
Let's solve these geometric puzzles,
balancing on that wobbly board you hate.
Neuroplasticity isn't just a word,
it's you rewiring in the quiet hours.
Feel the pull, the quirky stretch,
mind and body tangled in the game.

[Verse 3]
You're more than plastic, more than model.
In this room, we're architects of change.
Doidge's quote echoes: nature helps us perceive,
take in the world by bending, adapting.
Faint scent of musty pages turns the air alive.
One more spin, and we dive into the exercise.

[Outro]
Hey brain, thanks for playing.
Toronto office, 2010, we changed a little today.