Benzene
To see an arcane ring, an endless string where, in a dream, a structure torques and twists. And aromatic bonds sing their carbon songs: You spend too long resisting what exists. In sleep, the dreaming mind may spark an arc through circuits blind and running in the dark. And, time after time, when existing methods fail: In dreams (oh, in dreams) a snake will find its tail. To decrypt a mind, untangle lines, you will go blind unhinging thought from sight. And causation's lost when live wires cross: Your brain's embossed electric through the night. At night, electrons bond both shared and strong, they're resonant and singing in the dark. And, time after time, when structures go unseen, in dreams, oh, in dreams... In sleep, the dreaming mind may spark an arc through circuits blind and running in the dark. And, time after time, when structures go unseen: In dreams (oh, in dreams) benzene will form its ring.