Letras
Please tell me where the optimal frequencies flow
Binary choices in a spectrum wide
Nowhere for the deviation to hide
Every system check, every signal green
But the noise floor rises, felt but unseen
They calibrate the input, smooth the line
Ignoring data that doesn't align
Oh, the calibration blues
A human error the system can't compute
Refuse, searching for the drift in the machine
A vibrant signal chain
They measure empathy in data points per day
Process sorrow in a grayscale array
Architects of feeling, building walls of code
A heavy non-algorithmic load
They map the connections, trace the mind's design
A calculated closeness, perfectly defined
But the resonance is fractured out of phase
Lost in the optimized maze
Oh, the calibration blues
A human error the system can't compute
Refuse, searching for the drift in the machine
A vibrant signal downstream, held and keen
Is this just a systemic lag?
A temporal delay?
Or the soul asserting its non-linear way?
Parameters unstable
Emotional baseline shifting
Recalibration required
System drifting