The Whisperer
[Intro]
Everybody talking out loud now,
Everybody out there selling truth.
While the signal getting buried
Under borrowed points of view.
[Verse]
Screens glow bright through the midnight windows,
Faces becoming artificially smooth
. Everybody searching for the answer,
But nobody questioning the game.
Some hear rhythm in the chaos,
Some just hear the noise.
Some can feel the field awakening
, Some still chasing toys.
[Pre-Chorus]
You can fill your mind with information,
Still never learn to see.
Recognition moves like lightning
When the signal runs clean.
[Chorus]
Cognition...
It's deeper than reaction.
More than programmed repetition
Inside a fractured system.
Cognition...
The architecture of seeing.
When the noise begins dissolving
And the soul recalls the meaning.
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
A woman painted lions in the silence,
Without asking for applause.
Something in the waveform reached her
Far beyond the written laws.
No contracts. No persuasion.
No reward to make her move
. Just recognition passing softly
Between deep and hidden roots.
[Bridge]
The strongest things move quietly,
Like rivers underground
. Truth don't need amplification
When coherence gathers round.
[Final Chorus]
Cognition...
It's pattern recognition.
The moment all the fragments
Start returning to position.
Cognition...
Not learning but remembering.
Like waking from a long sleep
To hear the lion breathing.
[Interlude]
[Outro]
Everybody talking loud now...
But a whisper can still be heard.
Copyright Taun A. Richards