The Sound Of Logic

[Intro] 
Is it acoustic… or algorithmic? 
Am I human… or harmonic? 
Is it chaos… or is it logic? 
(pause) Bananasutra… speak.

[Verse 1] 
I peek through the bleak, oblique mystique of the cosmic critique, 
Where schematic anatomic meet the beat that I speak, 
It's a sonic, symbolic, symbiotic streak, 
From atomic to mythic, every logic got a leak…

Wait… Is it random or programmatic? 
Empathetic pattern dancing in mathematic rhythmic, 
I'm emphatic through the static, hear the sound of the didactic, 
Every variable accountable, no ego in organic.

See, math made me curious, rigorous, not dogmatic, 
No dramatic semantic panic, just the idiosyncratic, 
While philosophy whisperin', "justice ain't rhetoric," 
Turnin' questions to answers… I'm Socratic!

I like to think… the sound of logic, 
Dualistic, but holistic, Hyperbolic, yet harmonic, 
From periodic semantic to chaotic thematic, 
I find meaning in the rhythm that the universe kicks.

[Pre-Chorus] 
Is it tragicomic… or just ironic? 
When the formula for feeling won't click… 
Do you hear it when the silence starts to leak? 
That's the sound… when the logic starts to seek.

[Chorus] 
This is the sound of logic, melodic critique, 
Bananasutra got it, philosophic, supersonic, 
From the schematic to didactic, I write lyrics, 
Human music for a world gone robotic…

This the sound of logic, cryptic but(t) harmonic, 
Mathematic in the static, so iconic, 
If you feel it, then you know it ain't just music, 
It's the meaning of chaos turned symphonic.

[Verse 2] 
Click-click, quick, slick. 
Linguistic trick. I'm a geek, I'm a freak, 
Hear my diagnostic, hypnotic, psychologic kick, 
While demagogic rhetoric makes the people sick.

Eek! It's catastrophic, goddamn bombastic, 
When idiotic polemic get sold as sleek… 
But I use mathematic, trust in analytics, 
And my philosophy's agnostic, feeds on altruistic.

Ooh… Look! A fanatical detector, cathartic, 
Eclectic and electric, empathetic connectors, fantastic, 
From the geopolitical to technologic, no gimmicks, 
I connect every dot on the clock, every crack in the map, it's pragmatic.

Sneak-peek through they bleak semantics, 
Breakin' the archaic matrix, watch the demagogic tactics, 
It's rhapsodic, symphonic, philanthropic trick, 
But music ain't entropic, it's holistic, make the algorithm humanistic…

[Bridge] 
Music ain't a laconic gimmick… It's a heartbeat, prolific… 
A sequence, symbiotic… A reason to believe in magic…
Math is the logic… Philosophy diagnostic… 
And music? Music transcends the static…

[Verse 3] 
I'm melancholic, but optimistic, 
Even when the system feels demonic, 
I find harmonic shelter in the cryptic, 
Where the logic and the love stay symbiotic.

Bananasutra in the zone… 
Feel the music… 
Erotic, Therapeutic, Iconic.

So I ask… If it's all just entropic static, 
Why the rhythm so simplistic? 
Why the beauty so mimetic? 
Why the meaning feels laconic?

[Final Chorus] 
This is the sound of logic, 
Melodic, supersonic, 
Bananasutra got it, 
Schematic of ecstatic 
In a world gone robotic…

This the sound of logic, 
Tragicomic, hypnotic, 
From atomic to harmonic, 
It's just so therapeutic!

[Outro] 
Oh the acoustics… algorithmic… 
Chaotic… symphonic… 
Human… harmonic… 
[soft pause] The sound of… logic.