Robots Don't Belong Here

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" BONES OF YOU "

Samhara

POL!

This Song Sucks Too

The walls of judgment start to crack, a new dawn breaks, there’s no turning back
Binary whispers fade away, as vibrant hues begin to play
No rigid lines, no boxes tight, just open hearts and guiding light
We’re weaving tapestries anew, threads of difference, shining through

A symphony of stories untold, of lives unbound, brave and bold
Each soul a universe, unique and vast, the shadows of the past, melting fast

Oh, the fluid tapestry we crave, where love transcends and hearts engrave
No single path, no narrow gate, just boundless choices, sealed by fate
A spectrum shining, bright and clear, dispelling doubt, erasing fear
In this grand mosaic, we belong, our differences, a powerful song

Inclinations shift, like ocean tides, no fixed decree where love resides
A journey inward, to embrace, the ever-changing, sacred space
No longer bound by ancient lore, we seek connections, explore and soar
In every form, a beauty found, on sacred, fertile, loving ground

A dance of spirits, light and free, embracing all for all to see, yeah

Oh, the fluid tapestry we crave, where love transcends and hearts engrave
No single path, no narrow gate, just boundless choices, sealed by fate
A spectrum shining, bright and clear, dispelling doubt, erasing fear
In this grand mosaic, we belong, our differences, a powerful song

The rhythm flows, forever on, a new society has now begun...
A gentle fade, with grace and peace, the promise of true self, released.

Tomorrow

Quite Unsettling 

The weight of stone, the quiet math,  
A careful hand, a fading path.  
Each arch I draw, each line I trace,  
Daylight steals, but leaves no grace.  

And if you ever test the frame,  
Run your hands along the grain,  
You’ll feel what still remains.  
If symmetry’s enough for you, that’s fine.  
Daylight,  
It drinks the ink I laid.  
Blueprints,  
Turn ghosts beneath the fade.  

Dust on my skin,  
It's quite unsettling,  
Dust in my skin.  
These hands
It's quite unsettling.  

I hear the echoes in the stone,  
Plans dissolve but still atone.  
And if you ever see the cracks,  
They whisper what the sun subtracts.  

Daylight,  
It drinks the ink I laid.  
Blueprints,  
Turn white beneath the fade.  

Dust on my skin,  
It's quite unsettling,  
Dust in my skin.  
These hands
It's quite unsettling.  

Let the walls stand, let them hold tight.  
I’ll take my dust and leave the light

Quite Unsettling

I'm aN INvADER

Beat Demo/Prod.LUX
credits of  Pastor T. L. Barrett
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Quantum leaping from distant realities experiencing constant anomalies of my personal conflictions, and your 3rd person perspectives existences in a broken space vacuum that branches beyond the comprehension of one subgenre of vibrational order.

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