[Verse 1] Red light means pull, that's the rule in my head, Not wired in deep, just a whisper instead, PMd learns the code like a signal translator, Turning arbitrary cues into "act now" or "wait later." Green means push, blue means hold the brake, Any mapping you teach it, this cortex can take, It's not born knowing which gesture goes where, It's the strip behind your forehead doing conditional care. [Chorus] Dorsal premotor, the boardroom of the brain, Every option's pitching, none will claim, Candidates compete till the winner's clear, Cisek called it affordance, the choice appears right here. Dorsal premotor, deciding what you'll do, Reaching, rules, and rivals all wrestling through, Last plan standing gets to move your arm, That's the quiet contest behind your calm. [Verse 2] Picture three hands reaching, all glowing at once, A cup, a lever, a button — the brain hunts, PMd keeps them simmering, none fully switched off, Evidence tips the scale till the others get scoffed, It's not a dictator barking one command, It's a crowded room of maybes shaking hands, The target with the strongest nudge from the eyes Wins the vote in milliseconds, no big surprise. [Verse 3] Wise and his coworkers cut the circuit clean, Monkeys lost the mapping — the rule went unseen, They still could see the colors, still could move their arm, But "red light means pull" lost all its charm, Conditional learning crumbled without this patch, No lesion, no problem — with it, they can't match, Proof that this strip isn't just motion and flex, It's memory of meaning, the rulebook for "what's next." [Chorus] Dorsal premotor, the boardroom of the brain, Every option's pitching, none will claim, Candidates compete till the winner's clear, Cisek called it affordance, the choice appears right here. Dorsal premotor, deciding what you'll do, Reaching, rules, and rivals all wrestling through, Last plan standing gets to move your arm, That's the quiet contest behind your calm. [Bridge] Area five whispers where your limb currently rests, MIP maps the targets, sends its visual guests, Dorsal stream delivers the where and the how, Straight into premotor's debate right now, Basal ganglia lurking, trimming branches that lose, Parietal reach chapter, same story, new views, One system plotting space, another one choosing, Together they're the reason your hand isn't musing. [Verse 4] So when you grab your coffee without a second thought, Remember the parliament of neurons that fought, Dozens of futures dimmed to let one shine, Area five, MIP, and premotor combine, It's not magic, it's competition resolved, A cortical caucus where movement's evolved, The rule, the reach, the rival plans in a row, PMd's gavel decides where you go. [Outro] Dorsal premotor, the boardroom of the brain, Candidates pitching, letting one remain, Rules and reaches, locked in gentle fight, Choosing what to do, choosing left or right.
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