Track 09
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Spoken Intro
calm, authoritative narrator
You are standing on a pickleball court.
The score is six-five.
Your paddle feels like an extension of your hand.
The ball leaves your opponent's paddle
and something
changes.
You have just crossed into
the fifth dimension.
Verse 1
music enters slowly, single guitar figure
The noise dropped out
Like a switch was thrown
The court got quiet
And I was alone
Not alone — present
Every line in sharp relief
Time stretched out slow
Beyond belief
Verse 2
The ball hung there
Like it wanted to be hit
My feet already moving
Before I knew it
No thought between
The seeing and the swing
Just pure response
To everything
Pre-Chorus
tension building
I didn't decide
I didn't plan
Something older
Moved my hand
Inside the flow now
Where the noise goes quiet
Inside the flow now
Where the body knows
Inside the flow now
No map no compass
Just the flow
And everything
Slows
Verse 3
Three shots ahead
I saw the play
Before the rally
Found its way
The reset coming
The attack the space
I was already
In that place
Verse 4
The kitchen held me
Like a second skin
My partner moving
Without a word
Two minds one motion
Perfectly heard
Inside the flow now
Where the noise goes quiet
Inside the flow now
Where the body knows
Inside the flow now
No map no compass
Just the flow
And everything
Slows
Bridge
most psychedelic moment, slightly disorienting
You can't chase it
It finds you
You can't hold it
It moves through you
You can't explain it
To anyone who hasn't stood
Right here
Right at the edge
Of the kitchen
And felt the whole court
Breathe
Spoken Outro
narrator returns, quieter
The score is now eleven-eight.
You won.
You don't remember how.
You have just returned from
the fifth dimension.
It will find you again.
Or it won't.
That's the nature
of the flow.
Outro — music slowly dissolves