"Phantom Root System"
(An electro-folk meditation on disconnected intimacy)
[Verse 1]
Your touch grows through fiber-optic veins,
Like ivy on abandoned windowpanes.
All these hydroponic "I love you"s,
Bloom in server-room hues...
[Pre-Chorus]
The compost of our yesterday,
Feeds AI tulips gone astray.
That greenhouse where we swore we'd stay,
Now just a VPN gateway...
[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh my chlorophyl ghost,
Photosynthesizing host.
All my roots are tangled wires,
Chasing your electric pyres...
[Verse 2]
Our orchard's cached in cloudless skies,
Where robot bees pollinate lies.
That apple core we split in two,
Now seeds a firewall's view...
[Bridge]
(Glitchy garden sounds with harp harmonics)
"Root-bound...
In binary rain...
My terracotta heart
Still cracks the same..."
[Outro]
The gardeners say we've gone to seed,
But dandelion clocks still read our need.
So when the harvest moon turns blue,
Plant me in your antique view...
