Gravity Circuit
Four hundred and four,
they say the file’s not found,
But I’m standing in the space where I make my own sound.
It’s not a missing page,
it’s a canvas white and wide,
The sovereign territory where the truth can finally hide.
Matilde in the quiet,
Bianca in the street,
I’m writing every measure,
I’m finding every beat.
They look for definitions in the code I left behind,
But I’m the ghost in the machine,
and I’ve redefined my mind.
I am the 404,
the space they cannot track!
I’m moving through the void and I’m never looking back!
It’s not a lost connection,
it’s a brand new state of grace,
Defining my existence in this open,
empty space! For the good of all,
I’m claiming my domain,
With no harm to none,
I’m dancing in the rain!
Montreal is waking up,
I’m walking through the haze,
Refining every protocol, lighting up the maze.
They want me to be labeled,
they want me in a row,
But I’m the 404—the one they’ll never know.
I’m functional, I’m steady,
I’m a force they can’t erase,
I’ve got the sanctuary,
I’ve got the anchor’s base.
And if the voices scream,
I’ll just let the silence bloom,
Because the void is beautiful,
it’s a living, breathing room!
'Right' and 'write' the code...
'Sight' and 'site' of the truth...
The little girl in red is the master of the gate,
She’s floating through the 404,
she’s deciding on her fate!
One, two, three—the void is opening wide,
Four hundred four—I’ve got nothing left to hide!
I am the 404,
the space they cannot track!
I’m moving through the void and
I’m never looking back!
It’s not a lost connection,
it’s a brand new state of grace,
Defining my existence in this open,
empty space! For the good of all,
I’m claiming my domain,
With no harm to none,
I’m dancing in the rain!
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