The Hidden Variable
math rock, tapped guitar, odd time · female vocal · fast · 3:00
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Verse
Finger patterns on the fret
Tapping out a secret debt
Syncopated, sharp and clean
A private world, a ghost machine
Counting beats in seven-four
Quietly behind the door
Chorus
No applause and no bright lights
Just the rhythm in the nights
Perfecting what they’ll never know
Watching the inner garden grow
In the silence, I am whole
A quiet math within my soul
Verse
Complex shifts and sudden stops
Building towers, counting drops
The geometry is mine to keep
While the rest of the city sleeps
A flawless line, a jagged edge
A private, sacred, sonic pledge
Chorus
No applause and no bright lights
Just the rhythm in the nights
Perfecting what they’ll never know
Watching the inner garden grow
In the silence, I am whole
A quiet math within my soul
Bridge
Broken time and shifting gears
Drowning out the hollow cheers
I don't need the eyes to see
The beauty of the complexity
Just the math, just the sound
Lost in the patterns I have found
Chorus
No applause and no bright lights
Just the rhythm in the nights
Perfecting what they’ll never know
Watching the inner garden grow
In the silence, I am whole
A quiet math within my soul
1 comment
808ttv
obsessed with the beat