Look for Patterns - Calm., Tamara

I’m building a home

I’m all on my own

This city is gold

From the outside in

Staring at the TV and the neon billboards

People out here taking pills cause they’re bored

Doing what they’re told to do mouth full of molly pills

Cause their favorite rapper’s out in Hollywood hills

This is how you start a cult, ethos, pathos, and logos

They reward you with a like, they got you in a chokehold

Listen to the internet can you hear the chatter?

In the matrix like n-e-o looking for patterns

Good thoughts to water gives the molecules symmetry

Think about your loved ones and think about your enemies

Plants grow faster when you send them good thoughts

So are you speaking nutrition or words that’ll rot?

Fibonacci sequence, petals on a flower

The spirals of a snail, patterns are power

Your DNA is a fractal, a mathematical ladder

Staring at the golden ratio looking for patterns

Dodging hashtags and ads, backstroking through the matrix

Calculating equations of pigeons over gas stations

180 degrees is a line, 360 a circle

Staring at triangles, Pythagoras in the wormhole

Music is numbers, I’m counting the circle of fifths

A metronome, a bar, chord, syllable, or riff

The Mayans mapped the stars count the rings of Saturn

Galileo went to prison, looking for patterns

Annihilating algorithms so you can hear me

Calculating chess moves, rap is game theory

Bees making honeycomb, hexagon hives

Spirals in a nebula the truth you can’t hide

Sacred geometry, the pyramids of Giza

Line up with pyramids in Guatemala for a reason

Math is alive, we’re equations made of matter

I’m swimming through spacetime looking for patterns

Fading to a quiet

Dreaming till we’re tired

Where are all my heroes?

Oh no

Fading to a quiet

Everyone is tired

And I watch them go

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