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The Unobserved State
(Verse 1)
Mapped your heart without a compass
Found a North I never knew
We're finishing each other's punchlines
In a language built for two
You're stealing sips out of my coffee
I'm wearing your beat-up jean jacket
There's a current running under us, a beautiful, silent racket
We’re holding our breath inside a bubble we made
(Pre-Chorus)
But I see the shadows lean in with their microscopes
Yeah, I feel their burning questions tying little hopeful ropes
They want a specimen, a story, something they can hold as proof
But I'm policing the borders of this fragile, sun-drenched roof
(Chorus)
So don't you look, don't you touch, don't you ask us what's the deal
This whole thing is perfect only 'cause we don't know if it's real
We're entangled particles in a delicate design
One wrong glance will shatter your whole universe and mine
We're living in our unobserved state
(Verse 2)
Sharing one left earbud on the crosstown city bus
There’s a little secret galaxy that just belongs to us
My best friend smiled and cornered me by the avocado dips
"So is it getting serious?" - the judgment on her lips
I had to redirect the topic, learned to master the deflection
'Cause naming this would be an autopsy, not a vivisection
(Pre-Chorus)
And they're leaning in with cameras for their scientific notes
They're searching for a thesis in the jokes and little anecdotes
They want a diagram, a label, something pinned behind some glass
I'm fighting a quiet war to make this perfect moment last
(Chorus)
So don't you look, don't you touch, don't you ask us what's the deal
This whole thing is perfect only 'cause we don't know if it's real
We're entangled particles in a delicate design
One wrong glance will shatter your whole universe and mine
We're living in our unobserved state
(Bridge)
My tongue is holding questions that could vaporize the air
Words like 'forever,' 'future,' 'going anywhere?'
And I have to choke them back 'cause I can feel the coming dread
I’m managing the silence inside my own head
Don’t ask me what we are now, don’t you make me tell you lies
It’s the question, not the answer, that’s the killer in disguise
(Chorus)
So don't you look, don't you touch, don't you ask us what's the deal
This whole thing is perfect only 'cause we don't know if it's real
We're entangled particles in a delicate design
One wrong glance will shatter your whole universe and mine
We're living in our unobserved state
(Outro)
Living in our unobserved state
Don't look now...
Leave the science alone
A perfect theory that we're living on our own
(Shhh...)
Don't observe us... no...
About The Song
"The Unobserved State" translates a complex scientific breakthrough into a deeply relatable human experience. Inspired by recent news of a stable 'quantum lock'—an instantaneous, invisible bond between particles that collapses under the slightest observation—the song crafts a metaphor for the fragile, magical bubble of a new relationship. It's about that specific, thrilling stage before labels or definitions, where two people exist in a perfect, unspoken sync. The moment the outside world (or even the couple themselves) tries to measure, name, or 'observe' the connection, its delicate magic is threatened. Musically, it channels the groovy, confident-yet-vulnerable energy of Nu-Disco and artists like Sabrina Carpenter, using a chic, sun-drenched soundscape to explore the universal tension between wanting to protect a perfect, private moment and the pressure to define it.
Production Notes
Genre: Nu-Disco, Indie Pop, Quantum Pop
Vocals: A close-mic'd, breathy lead vocal (Neumann U87 or similar) should feel both intimate and confident. The delivery is conversational but precise. In the chorus, create a wall of stacked, wide-panned harmonies, almost like a choir of self-doubt and self-reassurance. Ad-libs in the outro should be whispered and feel conspiratorial.
Instrumentation: The track is built on a tight, funky, and central Fender P-Bass line that never stops. Compliment it with clean, Nile Rodgers-style Stratocaster guitar stabs, heavily compressed and panned to the sides. Use a classic Juno-60 synth for the atmospheric pads and a subtle arpeggio that appears in the pre-chorus. Drums should be a hybrid of a LinnDrum sample for the core kick/snare and live, dry hi-hats to provide human swing.
Mix Automation: This song lives in its dynamics. The verses should feel tight and centered, then the mix should explode in width and reverb for the chorus. The kick drum should side-chain the main synth pad to create a rhythmic 'pumping' or 'breathing' effect. During the bridge, automate a subtle tape saturation plugin onto the lead vocal to increase grit and vulnerability, making it feel like the singer's confident mask is slipping.
Performance: The protagonist is actively managing this fragile situation. The vocal performance must convey a tightrope walk between the joy of the connection and the terror of losing it. The confidence in the verses is a defense mechanism; the desperation in the bridge is the truth. The entire track should feel like an effortlessly cool song that's one wrong move away from an emotional breakdown.
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