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This piece began as a reflection on age, wonder, and the universe. It carries the bittersweet truth that some of us may not live to see the answers we’ve always longed for the moment the sky finally “answers back.”

But it’s also a message of hope. Our place isn’t measured only by lifetimes. It’s carried forward in the songs we write, in the questions we refuse to let go of, and in the wonder we pass down.

The closing nod to Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star reminds us that curiosity is timeless from the child’s lullaby to the elder’s last reflection, we are joined by a shared yearning to understand.

This isn’t just about stars. It’s about legacy, belonging, and the truth that even if we don’t grow into tomorrow ourselves, a part of us will.

Some of us are too late in the day
To see the gates swing open
To watch the sky answer back

But we’ve left our fingerprints
On the glass of the telescope
Our breath fogging the lens
For the next set of eyes

The truth is our place
Isn’t just measured in lifetimes
It’s carried forward in songs
In questions that refuse to die
In the wonder we hand down

So even if I don’t grow into that tomorrow
A part of me will
In the echoes, in the chords
In the starlight that remembers
We once asked

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are

Oh, how we wonder

Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star
How I wonder what you are

Oh how we wonder
What you are

Yes we wonder

Footnote to the Stars

reupload of CG's first track !

production: J DIlla

"Dopamine" - Cassius Gray (2015)

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hella lofi mix by https://soundcloud.com/xeno_uk
pic by Andrew Busby

LYRICS - 

It's not a sunny day, not a sunny day
It's not a sunny day, not a sunny day

Days pass by
I gaze to dark skies
Cause I still ain't seen no shine
Come my way, come my way

I checked the movie but don't understand the plot
Had to ask my boy Chekov if the gun'll bang or not
I got lungs bound to rot, hung with gunja man a lot
and buss nuts fuckin' with some underhanded thots
I don't understand a lot, weren't blessed to be a clone
Always end up alone, I'm just here on loan
God owes me a lot, I'm collecting my dough
A pauper author, stay dressed for the throne

I miss wishing I could make it big
These days I flip writtens for the sake of it
But I just couldn't run away from the stage, no way
But it's funny how they're clapping as I break a rib
Like holy fuckin' atheist, you don't want a eighth of this
I'm tryna find the light like a flame for piff
I've gotta make changes and face the switch
But the headlamps are off and these lanes are dim


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