[Verse 1]
In the basement of the waveform
Where the static softly rains
Every number fits somewhere
But nobody remembers names
Sixteen bits of amplitude
Forty-four per thousand ticks
A million doors per minute
Most of them are noise and hiss

[Pre-Chorus]
We stacked the sound like office floors
A skyscraper made of air
So much room for everything
So little worth the stare

[Chorus]
Cantotopometry
Mapping echoes that repeat
Tiny ridges in the chaos
Where the songs refuse to sleep
Cantotopometry
Measure meaning, not the mass
History is not the volume
It’s the paths we walk again

[Verse 2]
Filtered rain begins to breathe
An LFO starts to sway
Static turns to weather
But it still won’t say its name
Pseudonoise with gentle habits
Drifting spectra, almost form
Sound pretending it’s alive now
But it hasn’t learned to storm

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Then somewhere in the middle floors
A pattern finds an ear
Not unique, not infinite
Just common enough to hear

[Chorus]
Cantotopometry
Where the birds rehearse their lines
Same few shapes, a million throats
Across uncountable times
Cantotopometry
Everything’s been sung before
But not by you, and not like this
And not from where you’re standing now

[Bridge]
Shazam knows what you’re humming
Even drunk and out of tune
Strong attractors hold their ground
While weaker shapes dissolve like fumes
Two hundred million years of sound
Collapsed into a handful states
Most of history is repetition
Wearing very good disguises

[Verse 3]
So don’t tell me it’s all been done
Like that settles the debate
The map was never empty
Just unevenly occupied space
Original’s a vector
Not a coordinate you own
You don’t make a new location
You take a different way home

[Final Chorus]
Cantotopometry
Praise the ridge, ignore the void
The smallest shapes remember us
The biggest get destroyed
Cantotopometry
Silly word, but serious view
There’s nothing new beneath the sun
But no one’s heard it quite like you

[Outro]
In the skyscraper of sound
We leave no permanent mark
Just footprints on the same old stairs
Singing softly in the dark