LITTLE BOY & LITTLE GIRL

[Cold Open]

Little boy…

Where’d you vanish to?

Still awake

between the signals.

[Verse 1]

Little boy tearing down the block,

Soda on his shirt, knees full of chalk.

Ten different worlds inside his head,

Chasing every thought before it fled.

Every sound became a flashing sign,

Every second split in five more lines.

They said, “Slow down.”

He never knew

why everybody lived

at half his view.

[Pre-Chorus]

Too much light,

Too much sound.

Every thought

still running round.

One small spark

won’t stay in place—

Gone for a second,

then back in range.

[Chorus]

Back and forth,

let the meter roll.

Through the static,

through the overload.

Shut your eyes,

let the first pulse ring.

Little boy,

you could hear everything.

Back and forth,

while the whole world moves,

A thousand doors

and one to choose.

Different roads,

same beat under skin.

Little boy…

Let the signal in.

[Verse 2]

Little boy somewhere in the crowd,

Every quiet somehow twice as loud.

One thought opens,

five arrive,

Lose the first one

trying to catch number five.

Half-read pages.

Unfinished lines.

Three new worlds

at the same damn time.

Then one small thing

locks into view—

And suddenly

the whole world disappears too.

[Pre-Chorus]

Too much light,

Too much sound.

Then one thought

shuts the whole world down.

Hours vanish.

Seconds stay.

Time was never

built the same.

[Chorus]

Back and forth,

let the meter roll.

Through the static,

through the overload.

Shut your eyes,

let the first pulse ring.

Little boy,

you could hear everything.

Back and forth,

while the whole world moves,

A thousand doors

and one to choose.

Different roads,

same beat under skin.

Little boy…

Let the signal in.

[Build]

Every light.

Every voice.

Every movement.

Every choice.

Every thought

behind the thought

behind the thought—

[False Drop]

Four letters

didn’t change the boy.

It only gave

the noise

a name.

[Final Release]

Back and forth,

let the meter climb.

Let a hundred thoughts

arrive at once.

Open your eyes,

let the whole room ring.

Little boy,

you still hear everything.

Back and forth,

now the old codes glow.

Not every mind

was built to move slow.

Different roads,

same beat under skin.

Little boy…

You were never

too much to hold.

[Final Drop]

Everything.

Everything.

Little boy.

Everything.

Too fast.

Too loud.

Too bright.

Still here.

[Outro]

Little boy…

Now I know.

You didn’t lose

the signal.

The signal

was always there—

deep in you.